when little doves die between the flutter of the wings... before even it can't singing... Life is living, real living... not by falsifying speeching... not by falsifying purity or withholding our emotions,
What if all i want is to live for you, not just with you.
what if all i want is to die for you not stand watching we both die,
listen,
when i love, I love with all the love god seeded inside me, with all, no less no more.
