No Sueltes Mi Mano
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Last published Sat, Oct 5, 2019
Tu voz se volvió mi canción favorita la cual siempre quiero escuchar,, soy una chica fría,, pero tu,, cambiaste mi forma de ver la vida,, hiciste que mi vida fuera increíble,, cuando pensé que no tenia ningún camino por donde andar,, cuando pensé que mi vida no tenia solución. Pero llegaste tu a darme todas las respuestas a los misterios que tenia,, y hoy en dia mi gran miedo es perderte y no tenerte algun dia presente aquí,, que sueltes mi mano y yo no poder volver a sonreir,, por que eres mi felicidad mi fuerza y mi motor,, me gustas,, date cuenta por favor.
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