terça-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2009

Fast mental discharge.

Oh, for all the good things
I hate you the most.
And for all the bad things
I love you so much.

You suck the lyrics out of my mouth
And the songs out of my soul.
And all my beautiful rhythms
And all my different rhymes,
When I see nothing in your eyes,
They are suddenly gone.

Go spread your wings
Go live your life
Because I’m glad to see your smile
Just as when I used to touch your soul.

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