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Peax :: Ptit Couz Le Grand Footballeur

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Sleep in your arms, That ask of better? Mrs to snuggle up against you And to escape me in heavens. I take advantage of this present moment to say to you what I feel.
It is much more than of the attraction
Let us live the present moment Because I love you, and for even for a long time...

Solitude More saddens her that it rains tears on my cheeks will be enough Because meme with this new life The others, always, will abandon me
This feeling of solitude which me invaded is stronger than all that I felt Only, abandoned, I cry Little would know how to erase these customs
When the love mele in the hatred A sad resentment for those who I love created in the course of the weeks Any late attempt is vain
The questions in my tete are added What are their real feelings for me?
I leave place with the doubt The pir virus which is

You Should never Forget the One That one A Aimer Car La Flamme Qui S' is Put out Can Flare up again....

At what eyes can look, And ears to listen to, is nothing