2 de jul de 2007

The life is great

A strange angel.
throw bright voices in my face.
I forgot your name and
I don't feel the same.

Only your blood is in my dreams.
It was this love nonsense.
Everything I saw was only seams.

The arrow was so bow.
White like a snow.
Nothing fly, nothing flow.

Friday one more time.
Red in my head.
I see little hearts floating everywhere.

I don't care about hate.
The life is great.
Just feel this moment, fly away.

Leandro Borges

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até em ingles?!!! chiiique!

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