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Martha Mendez
- Los Angeles
- Last Record: 2012-08-02 03:44:10 +0100
- Joined: Aug 01, 2011
- http://marthamelanchol...
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My baggage has gotten quite heavy,
but I insist on carrying it alone. |
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She may look fragile, but her heart is unbreakable. |
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Making out shapes from the clusters of people down below,
was the little cloud's favorite thing to do. |
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So pretty and petite.
A girl like her you'll never meet. With a lovely pair of big brown eyes. That scare off most folk, but not for their size. For... |
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I can't believe it. I don't want to. I want this day to be over even though you will still be gone tomorrow and every day after. No matter how much life changed, you were the on... |
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Miserable M, that is who she is. Her glass is always half empty, and there's no silver lining around her dreary clouds.
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Passion! For life, for love! For someone or something! Passion to make this lifetime worthwhile! Fuel for dreamers and lovers! For happiness or something close to it, passion... |
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