quinta-feira, 21 de agosto de 2008

now I remember...
All the lost thoughts now I can organize
All the alive feelings I couldn't feel
All the pictures I've taken and I haven't showed up to no one
All the colors I've created and all the draws I've done
and I couldn't paint
All the things I wanted to do and probably another someone has done for me
All the hugs I wanted to give and now all the bodies are gone
All the time I looked at your blue eyes and I didn't see anything
All the love you wanted to show me and I couldn't to feel
All the people I didn't want to talk now are normal people and no monsters like I guessed
Each word now is worthless 'cause we're strangers inside other's life.
All the life now I see through a wet glass of a window

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