domingo, 19 de abril de 2009

MY HIGHWAY TO HELL



INTO A PLACE WHERE THE PEOPLE STAY AND THE STREETS RUN.

I COULDN'T UNDERSSTAND WHERE IN HER ROOM SHE LAND.
I COULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT WERE HER FOOTSTEPS PATH.
THE ONLY THING I UNDERSTOOD IT WAS WHAT TOOK ME THERE,
HER SMILE PUSHING ME FROM THE BEGINING TO THE END.
UNTIL NOW,
THAT DAY ON THE BRIDGE,
STAY UNBROKEN IN OUR MEMORYS.

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