quinta-feira, 13 de maio de 2010

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Sometimes I forget your face
But then I remember your words
And suddenly I can picture it again
The truth is I wish I could erase you
But I always catch myself drawing all again
I try to run from you
And deny what is on my mind
It’s everything and nothing I wanted to feel
But it is just not me
Let me go back to my ideas
Or tell me what I really am

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