Forgiveness is the sweet scent

Its another birthday for you. God picked another petals on your flower, wishing your flowers may bloom for year. Many Many Happy returns of the day
Most truths are so naked that people feel sorry for them and cover them up, at least a little bit.
Flower says: Touch me not Message says: Erase me not Time says: Waste me not And i says………… Forget me NoT
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again.
I am sorry for blaming you… For everything I just couldn’t do… And I have hurt myself by hurting you… There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to hear your voice again… Sometimes, I want to call you, but I know you won’t be there… It’s hard to say goodbye when i …
A friend is sweet when it is new… it is sweeter when it is true…. but you know that….. it is the sweetest when it is you…
Its another birthday for you. God picked another petals on your flower, wishing your flowers may bloom for year. Many Many Happy returns of the day
Most truths are so naked that people feel sorry for them and cover them up, at least a little bit.
Flower says: Touch me not Message says: Erase me not Time says: Waste me not And i says………… Forget me NoT
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again.
I am sorry for blaming you… For everything I just couldn’t do… And I have hurt myself by hurting you… There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to hear your voice again… Sometimes, I want to call you, but I know you won’t be there… It’s hard to say goodbye when i …
A friend is sweet when it is new… it is sweeter when it is true…. but you know that….. it is the sweetest when it is you…
Its another birthday for you. God picked another petals on your flower, wishing your flowers may bloom for year. Many Many Happy returns of the day
Most truths are so naked that people feel sorry for them and cover them up, at least a little bit.