Love whispers in my ear a sweet melody and when i turn instead of seing the demon of hell i see an angel....you,bubbibutt
The angel of my life that brightens my heart and seals my wounds...the lady of my life the color in a picture...my wonder my angel, my life.
To have a heart is to feel the deepist spawn of hell stab u with a blade stained with others blood. But i have felt one thing as if god has given me knew life.
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