If you think you're someone something never forgive and never again bear to speak to the Jeniger ...
If you think "that's it and the person died for me" ...
If you try to skip the pain and thinks she deserves to get all the pain suffered by you ...
If you think nothing will change my mind .. is a phone call and you realize that love does not die easily ...
If you think you hate the person .. is a single phone call and you realize that you can not say "I can not forgive you what you have done "...
If you tried everything to fill the gaps and shop with something as banal notice how much it hurts from now on to live without it ...
If you think you could let love pass away by pain transforms into hatred and raises about love ...
... then you realize how wrong ...
... then you realize that if you really love it always be a part of one's
... ... then you realize that you can not say "I give you no 2nd chance" ... ... then you realize
with which it is pointless to fight lost battles ...
. .. then you realize how cruel the heart is and how treacherous
... ... then you realize the true love remains until the heart stops beating ...
(1 Corinthians 13:4-8)
The world is full of liars and just keep a small light in itself .. something honest and pure.
I count myself among the few.
But there is everything there is to destroy the pure and sincere and also still hold good and proud of it.
you will never learn what love really is.
find what it is so empty and dark as it has itself suffered very
My light. It almost died
would be forever.
Because the wolf in sheep's clothing is often ...
The next sheep led to slaughter.
And the wolf wash his fur again pointing to the blood of his prey once again to täuchen.
wanted my blood wanted, I drink yours ...
But the battle is over and my light is back stärker.Langsam ...
you only want new Blood ...
Virgin drops ...
Sweet Rubies ...
Who bothers to eat the wolf at the end just for dessert.
He has chosen you for me to take away only what he will suffer again goes to the thieves when he took the treasure a curse. (No, I have not cursed)
But I was kind of like your booty ...
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