Tissue?

It's strange I normally try to stay far from

trouble, never try to glaze at it plus than

one second

But... I don't know... what happened, but now

trouble is staring straight at me, and I have welcomed

her in

Never have I welcomed such a thing, like this

in my life, nor have I desired to change anything

from proper orbit

I've seen evil transform into beauty, and hell look like heaven

without desiring any problem that storm

being in my life

I've glaze now into the eyes of trouble, and enjoy the

company there of

Slowly those lips gentily Kiss away the pain from the struggling day

as this creature, so sweet...

Michael sat down on the canapé and poured the champagne in the two glasses for him and and Maris; in addition, to serving cheese and crackers as a light snack. "Would toi like some cheese and crackers to go with your champagne," he asked, "yes, I would", Maris replied, so her offered her the snack. "I like what you've done with place, Michael, everything is well-coordinated," she replied, "oh, thank you, it me a long time to decorate it," Michael replied, as took off his jacket; in addition, loosening his necktie and unbuttoning the haut, retour au début of his shirt. Michael pulled a fraise with whipped...