he left his key´s words year after year on the desk,
he could feel that those words were there to be read.
what happen from there was an empty feeling in the house as it was felt since the days were born.
so i can say that´s the anwser,
the dark is there,
in my ugliness writes.
it's them,
i'm sure but there are others down my writes
quarta-feira, 3 de junho de 2009
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