About some even years ago, someone was born, and on the eighth of May, they have been sworn, into the sweetest thing they ever could be, because it's finally their sweet sixteenth.
You can hire me for whatever I'll fix your broken heart Repair the plumbing within its walls Repair the wholes in it I'll do it all for free You can hire me to kiss you To hold you And I'll never charge you anything As long as you tell me you love me And I'm able to love you With a love even a god himself Cannot buy with anything I'm your free handyman I'll do whatever you want Give you what you need Even if I don't have the power to do that I will try anyways Ti amo con tutto il mio cuore
Had a conversation with my lovely fiance and I had to write this.
So red, out of sight! Talk about the cold shoulder Is it summer yet?
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four walls surrounds me no one in between to share a glee, must have adapted to the scene another day of uncertain, senses are now loosing concern what's there behind the curtain..