segunda-feira, 4 de março de 2013

...Night



Those words, come and go...

But it looks like they want to stay around and make me confortable with this idea...


An idea, that can change it all...


In this thought there's no stop signs; Just the heat and the only thing that I want;


The verb 'to be'...


This must be a delusion of my own heart, but... If it isn't?


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