Hello, nice update today as I did five Icons that I do not really like anything, I also left two colorisers I made to opineis, are not very good and they are the first.
Colorization 1
Colorization 2
And last I leave you the lyrics of "Shout" a song by Vega, which is beautiful.
Vega-Grita
Feel
comes into your head as it comes through your hands and your heart will
insurance answer Back to fetch
sense snooping in his notes and melodies
find the way to say
think that life is short take advantage of your time
q ue it's time to scream to the world your passion
Scream! That music is your life, your choice to live
Scream! for people who love you, life will
Scream! You only turn your emotions into songs
Scream! Feel those eyes that look at, they stopped their lives today
to hear your voice in a concert
back, do a forum
smiles once and for all be yourself,
get out there, start believing in you
think there is no more beautiful
to pay all the love
of people joined by you in your corner
looking back, things have not changed much
always remember who you
not be afraid, thinks everything is like a story and have insurance
Quiet happy ending after that enjoys curtain begins
function alone, just .... Scream! Music is your life, your choice to live
Scream! for people who love you, life will
Scream! You only turn your emotions into songs
Scream! Scream! Scream! GRI GRI
GRITAAA!
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like old times, right?
staring
know as much as to blink while
a kind of mourning goes invisible bodies;
feeding with some anxiety, schizophrenia,
waiting, crouched, the first sound of throat
then something bothers my position
a blast of conditioned fear my speech
and fists above my words
hate you, woman!
that I love you!
listen to me!
what happens to us?
what we feel?
What do we expect?
deserve this torture with impunity for so many years of self ...
at some point the song culminated
and so you wonder if it was necessary
if this was pre-set
as expected and could not manage to move a muscle
but do not worry, I know
reflection of your fears (after all the control)
I see the love in your features
help me, without you mate
no introduction, no knot, no single outcome
help me that I'm in the dark
give me that joy that I soaked when we passed
Allow yourself let me know
compose and fever, the music always reborn
like old times, right?
staring
know as much as to blink while
a kind of mourning goes invisible bodies;
feeding with some anxiety, schizophrenia,
waiting, crouched, the first sound of throat
then something bothers my position
a blast of conditioned fear my speech
and fists above my words
hate you, woman!
that I love you!
listen to me!
what happens to us?
what we feel?
What do we expect?
deserve this torture with impunity for so many years of self ...
at some point the song culminated
and so you wonder if it was necessary
if this was pre-set
as expected and could not manage to move a muscle
but do not worry, I know
reflection of your fears (after all the control)
I see the love in your features
help me, without you mate
no introduction, no knot, no single outcome
help me that I'm in the dark
give me that joy that I soaked when we passed
Allow yourself let me know
compose and fever, the music always reborn
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