My friend called me Angel

In the queen of my father was my name Well, my father called me Prix My mama floats I put these kygly your arms are in the courtyard of the house of Baba evening when the splendor of the flowers in the butterfly they said cradle Sage Mama's exhaustion and absolutely alone without Baba see Baba who live off the land in the eyes of a loving home comfort in Mecca. Then one evening two wolves kidnapped me drove me cry carry out I do not know my fault he yearns but these animals had come not pity me can not even imagine what barley I have boiled my little existence was the brutal beasts after all Karachi fell in Karachi My body fragments that have been blown violated my honor, mercy is not whether the land is not torn sky have broken blood, blood of my body or part was not going to listen to my cry my with the strangle me with a good shot me dead humanity How was the life for me now. Mama's put butterfly and trample Baba pre wolves will Who's Who will judge what I please, no law, no court, no system is not Uncle of Justice lived in the forest where you do me a favor, my father and many countries will weep and say to comfort them in the pre paradise awaits you from your Lord. The court will surely judge us here is sold to Dr. Betty in the woods like I'm just a little Who will give me justice. Just tell my father that I should not just be the cream is the best justice They will say to comfort them in the pre paradise awaits you from your Lord. The court will surely judge us here is sold to Dr. Betty in the woods like I'm just a little Who will give me justice. Just tell my father that I should not just be the cream is the best justice They will say to comfort them in the pre paradise awaits you from your Lord. The court will surely judge us here is sold to Dr. Betty in the woods like I'm just a little Who will give me justice. Just tell my father that I should not just be the cream is the best justice