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.
terça-feira, 18 de novembro de 2008
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