One Way Or Another, I Have Wound

So We Contemplate Each Other, And We Want Each Other, And I Give It Life And Warmth, And It Gives Me My Reason For Living.

Before I Die, I Want To Fight For Life.

When We Least Expect It, Life Sets Us A Challenge To Test Our Courage And Willingness To Change; At Such A Moment, There Is No Point In Pretending That Nothing Has Happened Or In Saying That We Are Not Yet Ready. The Challenge Will Not Wait. Life Does Not Look Back. A Week Is More Than Enough Time For Us To Decide Whether Or Not To Accept Our Destiny.

I Write From My Soul. This Is The Reason That Critics Don't Hurt Me, Because It Is Me.

Time That Never Ends, That Never Passes, That Remains In The Present, Where All Of Life's Secrets Lie.