chose that you were the person who filled my days with smiles, I ate with kisses, your own voice on the phone. Choose mourn for you from time to time, I chose to believe your truths and half believe your lies. I chose did not want other hugs, and other wandering hands through my hair. Choose our month of the year and our day of the month, I chose you to be my insanity and my sanity. Choose the comings and goings, the farewells, I chose impotence and uncertainty. I chose the fear of failure and drives, I chose the eye, shake chose, I chose me addicted to yourself, your hobbies and your way of doing things. I chose to keep intact all times, and trace. I chose to take risks and make that gamble for you.
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