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30 September 2010
The tenderness is a cruel act Love of eternity is for sure loneliness So we could live and believe ...
Touching with these fingers, I want to protect the rose that dissimulate a broken heart.
Fingertips that wish to touch offering to you ... a poem
Could you look into my heart and see more than a dream?
My destiny was decided with my name. I lived without opposing that inevitable fate. But just one time, I had tried to oppose my fate. I loved him. My name is Lillie Charlotte.
His innocence sometimes disoriented me. When he was happy and gay, he would say with a mocking tone, "Bonjour, HONEY!" His humor was a little misplaced and troubled me, I wasn't quite sure how to resp
This young man that Lillie loved, Jérémie, was certainly in love with another woman. However, these feelings were only one-way.
Jérémie had no time to listen to her words. Nor did the fragile stairs worry him. If he couldn't hold her tightly in his arms, then somehow he would chase after her, somehow he would reach her. At
This was perhaps the first time the two had looked at each other with such warmth between them. It suddenly occurred to Jérémie that this may be what true happiness is. Lillie too was thinking; this
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