Saturday, November 3, 2007

Love is not to be loved always but also to loose not to be loved all the time. I was scared and lonely i asked God to help me he brougt me an angel who is it i acn't tell but i think you know. A smile from you i think that you may wait for me. I adore you. you carried my love fare away but then came my feelings and told mabe one day someone can find it and bring it for you. I ish yuo could see and read what i am writting now.

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