Such strange attitudes, feelings endless solitude as a form of relief, job search, a road without laws.

Unfinished quest for what is lost, a long period of stagnation, just do not cry this time.

Ride the most painful ways, the rain and storm can sometimes bring one love, sigh.

Demons have the ability to disturb our souls, the flower is full of thorns, storm apart.

Take a look at the battle insurmountable, hell is a beautiful song and your paradise is just under construction.

Bottom line is wake up and feel good, no matter how evil that was done, wrong again.

Generous are those who see a little more with the heart, chaste men, defects that emanate solutions.

Harmonious are the words that heal the pain, I do not have this happiness, my words fade the flower.

Novels were insistent, demanding the disappointments, it does a hug or a smile, never had a notion.

Handy when I stroke with my hands, rejoicing when I say no, just, or not just choice, option.