end of my dream
end of my movie
where would you run
...directly to me
all those small lies
telling to myself
it hasn´t been wise
believing with no evidence
take all your things
story and broken wings
open the door
and let the fresh air in..
utorok 18. novembra 2008
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I like the last paragraph very much
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