Love is a desert / And fears
Life in the saddle that vai / Of these pains
Do not know back / Gimme your heat ...
Come make me happy / Cause I Love You
You empties in me / And I ocean
And forget that love / It's almost a pain ...
All I know live / If for you!
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Poetry Djavam always startling shot that synthesize all our inner conflict, he says the same thing in many different ways.
His letters always refer to the love of a man for a woman and do not know whether purposely or so I see that I use this strong emotion that everyone has lived to talk about life and all other passions.
Come make me happy because I love you!
Realize cumulo of selfishness? The only reason that I present for someone trying to make me happy is the simple fact that I love her, like I was handing her a great treasure, my love!!
While my demonstrate dependence be near that person.
Is what we see constantly in relation to life, she never fully satisfies and yet few of us want the full death, even death can put an end to all our desires, the long awaited peace ...
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