I see
your laugh all day
hear the melody of your voice
Qusiera be the twinkle in your eyes
comb your splendor undressing
the corner that you see when you walk ...
The shape of your lips
and want to be your last pain
I ask you to heal this wound
I know very well that it is your duty
only if
cushion my fall will my salvation ...
PROMISE try not to hurt
PROMISE to give you everything I
PROMISE give you my heart unashamedly
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