i am a flower quickly fading
here today and gone tomorrow
-casting crowns-[who am i]
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3 comments:
U r muh sweet Kan.... Huggs.. hahahaha...
Here r my 2 cents..
Dont be like a hand that crushes a flower, but be like a crushed flower which leaves fragrance in the hand that crushes it...
Peace,
Firacub.
...a vapour in the wind
still you hear me when i calling
...you catch me when i'm falling
and you told who I am :)[who am i]
Fira enjoys crushing flowers
He is SICK !
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