sexta-feira, 22 de abril de 2011

Music is what feelings sound like #3






Cuz I see you, but I can't feel you anymore, so go away!


I need you, but I can't need you anymore...you hesitate!

Now and then, you come around, like there's something left for me...

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You were my fire, so I burned... Now there's nothing left of me...





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