miércoles, 15 de julio de 2009
Love Story
If today is a perfect day, then why am I sinking in to this deep sea, this life that keeps blistering my arms with feathers of blue birds that cry at night because they have nothing to cry about, I wish my life would be as simple as the tire of a car going through a puddle of endless emotions, my heart, a night, a moment, a scar, the simple as life gets, the less exited I shout, the string, a cloud, a story, a pen, never surrender she said that day when she left the door open at twelve o clock midnight, shut the door, eyes, mouth, a love story thats never ending.
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