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Believer (angol)
CriticalGirl• 2009. november 23. 18:48
I had seen a smile I had never seen And than I saw his eyes It makes me happy I don't think And if you don't
in a beauty eye.
I had never thought,
an eye can be blond…
Hapiness like it (/what it means)
That eyes are always happy,
and never tells ˝I’m lonely…˝
And I’m believing now
That hapiness can be real
And it’s not a fiction.
like the love
It’s not too heavy
with that shine,
in his eyes,
what I’ve found.
that it's a problem:
to I feel
a bit of his hapiness
think it like me;
I think you drop,
our true friendship