Affectionate, beautiful weight, “End of the World Poetry”

I cappella, because from deep inside the hearts of their loved ones, to nature, but also from all loved beauty baptism can only sad thing I looked at their weight, the sweet worries afraid not afford to carry one kind of thanksgiving and solemn commitment afraid of being ungrateful and my time just to ask affectionate heavy, heavy with the vicissitudes of life also slowly into our hearts I’m afraid I’m not afraid to sing joyful songs so empty regret afraid to go for life could not pull family hands mercilessly bitter apart on both sides of the trust who can not find time to make a love story, a love, the load on the heart never left a myriad of thoughts together always too short, I just get together when waiting for the moment is a thousand years the only way I came to understand there is love only my existence