03/06/2009

Gone with the wind

Não, o vento não soprou...
Não havia poeira nos meus olhos
the fog was thin
I was blind
blind?

I was alive
but a false love cannot
survive...

Wow I felt it
Now I feel IT

well well well

go hell
who cares anyway
the fuckpain?

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