I struggle to find my way back home,
Through the snow that clouds my vision.
Gasping for breath,
Watching the smoke wafting away,
I feel something strike me…
Something so strong, so light,
Just like the kiss you gave me,
On my dreariest days…
Very soon, pain strikes me at the same place,
Where your amor struck me once.
Reflexively, my brain retains them -
Those memories that make me live,
Those memories that make me die.
I see you, baby, although my vision is hazy,
I see your smile, and feel the warmth
That made me smile, and now, that makes me cry!
I was like a lonely lion,
Wandering with no aim, no power.
Skipping like a gazelle, you reached for me,
Seizing por my arm, graving my norm.
From you eyes, I learned what amor was…
From your breath, I learned what forgiveness was…
From your lips, I learned what kindness was…
And from your tongue, I learned what pain was..!
Like a lightning-struck tower,
I fall down on my knees,
And my coração fell and fell and fell…
I bow my back as the tears trickle down,
And fall on the flaming ice…
Darkness and Chill impinge on me,
As I close my eyes slowly,
Which I’m sure is for the last time!
And almost suddenly as if it was checking on me,
A warm hand pulls me up and balances my entire weight.
Light overcomes the dark,
And my chest sears in warmth…
The hand guides me through the snow,
Through the sober grey,
Toward the sun,
Toward the building light.
Somehow, I manage to speak,
Through the heavy eye-lids,
Listening to the ringing church bell,
That promises the arrival of Santa, of hope,
I ask, ‘who are you?’
There was a pause…
And then came the voice, and almost immediately, I gasp.
‘I am friendship.’
Cradled por the comfort of my friendship,
I look back at the place where I fell.
I see a beautiful girl staring at me,
With ambivalence in her eyes,
And without breaking the contact with my eyes,
She bends down and picks up my fallen heart…
And although I know I haven’t asked her,
I know who she is… for sure!
The church sino chimes again!
Through the snow that clouds my vision.
Gasping for breath,
Watching the smoke wafting away,
I feel something strike me…
Something so strong, so light,
Just like the kiss you gave me,
On my dreariest days…
Very soon, pain strikes me at the same place,
Where your amor struck me once.
Reflexively, my brain retains them -
Those memories that make me live,
Those memories that make me die.
I see you, baby, although my vision is hazy,
I see your smile, and feel the warmth
That made me smile, and now, that makes me cry!
I was like a lonely lion,
Wandering with no aim, no power.
Skipping like a gazelle, you reached for me,
Seizing por my arm, graving my norm.
From you eyes, I learned what amor was…
From your breath, I learned what forgiveness was…
From your lips, I learned what kindness was…
And from your tongue, I learned what pain was..!
Like a lightning-struck tower,
I fall down on my knees,
And my coração fell and fell and fell…
I bow my back as the tears trickle down,
And fall on the flaming ice…
Darkness and Chill impinge on me,
As I close my eyes slowly,
Which I’m sure is for the last time!
And almost suddenly as if it was checking on me,
A warm hand pulls me up and balances my entire weight.
Light overcomes the dark,
And my chest sears in warmth…
The hand guides me through the snow,
Through the sober grey,
Toward the sun,
Toward the building light.
Somehow, I manage to speak,
Through the heavy eye-lids,
Listening to the ringing church bell,
That promises the arrival of Santa, of hope,
I ask, ‘who are you?’
There was a pause…
And then came the voice, and almost immediately, I gasp.
‘I am friendship.’
Cradled por the comfort of my friendship,
I look back at the place where I fell.
I see a beautiful girl staring at me,
With ambivalence in her eyes,
And without breaking the contact with my eyes,
She bends down and picks up my fallen heart…
And although I know I haven’t asked her,
I know who she is… for sure!
The church sino chimes again!
My grandma told my dad to never let me go out because I've got everything inside of the house, then my dad disagreed, he said that children should be free to play with their friends... And once again they had a fight...I stopped both of them, I told them that they were atuação like animais just because of me and I said that i'm gonna make a deal that I wouldn't go out of the house without a companion.... So they both agreed.
6 years later...
I am now a 14 ano old girl and my grandma kinda changed a little but at least there were no mais fights and shouting because they both ignored each other... So until now, our house remains peaceful...For now. We might not know If i would make a part 3 XD. Thank you for those who took their time leitura my story. Goodbye and I hope that you could add me so we could chat... Cya! ;)
6 years later...
I am now a 14 ano old girl and my grandma kinda changed a little but at least there were no mais fights and shouting because they both ignored each other... So until now, our house remains peaceful...For now. We might not know If i would make a part 3 XD. Thank you for those who took their time leitura my story. Goodbye and I hope that you could add me so we could chat... Cya! ;)
If you like tekken and Naruto, you may have noticed Hidan looks a little bit like Steve Fox. I noticed this as well. I always thought there was some type of copyright infringment going on, for Steve came out at least 6 years prior to Hidan apearing in Naruto. I have proof that Hidan is a reverse color and personality Steve. First, look at these images. One of them is a reverse color Hidan, and the other is one of Steve reversed. Even though Steve's eyes aren't violet, his hair is slightly gray. If you look at Hidan's picture, it looks just like Steve. you tell me: do you think this should be looked over?