quinta-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2010

Love me when i'm gone

The simply feather grabs my hand.
All my dreams, my imaginations capture my entire brain.
Is this something to me
Or just the pursuit of some pain?!

This "something" may be some of my dreams,
some of my trulliest imaginations.
I dream like everyone else,
I have the same sensations!

I've got a story.
Of those who enter in my life, without any question.
I dreamed a life with you,
With love, pain, perfection, any pression.

I dreamed a life that does not exist.
I dreamed a love, the perfect one.
Love can be the most beautifull thing we have.
I live, i feel like no one

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