.I wanted it I got a knife in my lungs.
Thank you, this was good lesson.
Nobody knocks on the door of my feelings, and so will not open because it has rusted locks.
But still something tells me get down on my knees, my heart steal again.
No, no I do not want to, but something tells me fight for what is best.
Just lucky ..
Jestem pewna, że
Kiedyś żyłam w innym świecie.
you'r a guy ?
ohhhh shut !