terça-feira, 8 de fevereiro de 2011



You disappeared
No more letters, no more words
You, right now
Just a fake trace
Of a smile face
Hanging on the wall

Thousand of promises
False of truths
Of my best friend
To make me do
Just the better for you

You and me, so similar
So different, it revealed
Both in sides
Swords and shields
Battles of ego
Losers on field

All of this time
I made my self
Just try and rely
For just realize
Was a kind of lie

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