Poetry
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
Portuguese (European)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
everything you say to my friends. I know it doesn't matter anymore. I no longer wear my pillows. Love came through the front door and washed all my pain away. I still cry over the waist, 30 years blades over how much I tried. They say you gotta move on. I don't know how then regret still make me better that she was tasty. He closed the back door and let love few my house. The one who loved the broken heart, cared for a troubled, so brilliant life into a hurting me, transform the Iraq into a gardist look how he cares for me, the way he loves me, He calls me my own. And this time those words are sincere. This one I'm keeping, this time is forever. There is pure love. I am home where my heart belongs, john okay.