This pain is unreal to be true, this love so strong it was an illusion, a rose has withered in the beginning, a feeling which was devoured and discarded, a rag doll for a beautiful doll crying for others, for you it was crystal because you took it to go, but in the end just left an immense light that fire inside you ... Love common mortal, after all, was not crystal, it was love, but do we know what love is? We walked here, deceive, betray, lie, betray and love to the holy vow Moon, which moves and changes as it is beautiful and naked! In the end after all we blame for everything, and make ourselves a victim ... It's easy escape whom we love, we can easily destroy a heart, it's easy, it is very easy to do ... Why then blame others for our failures ... and seek another heart to compensate for our failures, but in the end is everlasting love, love that never For all gonna die ... I bring the magic box for eternity! I love you.Aradia Fortunato.
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