rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005/08/5-days-to-go.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005/09/heads-up.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005/10/kasoy.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005/10/hang-cute-lang-talaga-nila-hahahaha.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005/08/galing-kay-benning-malandi.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
rakel001.blogspot.com
.::. Is It Darkness Beyond Paradise? .::.
http://rakel001.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,. Or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,. In secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms. But carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;. Thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,. Risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;.
lisaguerrero.blogspot.com
Life is what you make it.....: 03/01/2005 - 04/01/2005
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Life is what you make it. If you are determined to be there.then you will find yourself exactly where you want to be. Saturday, March 26, 2005. Out of the Blue (Delta Goodrem). A new chapter of my life. When I thought It could be my last. My eyes were wide shut but I hadn't given up. Just thought I'd be walking the world alone. Out of the blue. There I met you. Showed me a life I can't see without you. And theres just no way. That I can fight these emotions. Your energy running through me. Out of the blue.
lisaguerrero.blogspot.com
Life is what you make it.....: 04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005
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Life is what you make it. If you are determined to be there.then you will find yourself exactly where you want to be. Saturday, April 23, 2005. Read this from my email and its very for me and very timely. Faith is being sure of things that we hope for and certain of what is not seen. its just a matter of time. It seems that i had much doubt in my heart of how things are going. but still I believe that God will not delay. Aaahhh. another week. a beautiful day begins. Posted by LiSa @ 8:30 AM. The men who ...
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Life is what you make it.....: 09/01/2005 - 10/01/2005
http://lisaguerrero.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html
Life is what you make it. If you are determined to be there.then you will find yourself exactly where you want to be. Friday, September 30, 2005. I think God can Explain. (Splender). There's a lot of things I understand. And there's a lot of things that. I don't want to know. But you're the only face I recognize. It's so damn sweet of you to look me in the eyes. It's alright, I'm O.K. I think God can explain. I believe I'm the same. I get carried away. It's alright, I'm O.K. I think God can explain.
