19 de fevereiro de 2004

*YOU GUILTY*

At least, it can be great
When the things get much better
I just hope is not too late
To wright you this fucking letter

There is a thing i can't forget
Such a lesson that you don't learn:
The payment is the cost to bet
And thetime will never return

The love have another meaning
But you don't understand it so right
When play with our own feelings
And we're started to argue and fight

Now, you're gone and leave forever
Talking with doors, walls and darkness
If you told me before, it doesn't matter
'Cause the very important is my hapyness

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