alone in the village with tools so few.. papers,and pencils.. and a picture of you
There are 1000's of tongues millions of words thorough out which.. all thoughts and feelings are easily expressed...
There are lots of stories.. can easily be told But when i start writing it just comes too short.. when i'm running out of words.. and my light is spent CAUSE YET......... no words been invented to show. how i really do i feel towards my Princess.. my only source of happiness.. my vision of real..
And I am still all alone in the village with tools so few.. papers,and pencils.. and a picture of you