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quinta-feira, 1 de março de 2012

Ser Quem Ser All

It does not matter
My steps are already done
There is no fresh air
No fresh wind too
But here I am
Crossin' streets thinking not only about me
Neither only about you

I'm here thinking about my skin
that flies away in this
Died Afternoon

It is full of life
I could go
I would be fine
Because here I am
To say bye world
To say bye bye

Breathing polution
Burnin' fingers on free rocks
Here I am Again
Trying no more understand.

Wish I Could Have Done-me Today.
Wish I Could.

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