Anna Ariela

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Endless rain, fall on my heart
Let me forget all of the hate,
all of the sadness..

Every nation ridicules other nations, and all are right. (Arthur Schopenhauer) sad

Growing Up!



The second word was wind
telling me my destination
into the arms of a god
I flap my wings

we can fly
we have wings
we can touch floating dreams
call me from so far
through the wind
in the light

melancolic girL =}



Me and my best friends, miss you mina. smile

Im bored, somebody kill me please.