terça-feira, 18 de novembro de 2008

shitman

I need to be strong, and left things behind...

I must can not call. Not tell, not look, not smile, not cry.

I don't wanna this things; blocking my way; my mind.

I want freedon, happyness, love.

I bet you are thinking "Wow, thats so unnecessary"

It is, for you;

But I need some change;

I'm working on it;

This poison is my intoxication, I'm melting for the last time.

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