quinta-feira, junho 04, 2009

Promises denied

"Cry Me A river"
I heard your voice in backyard commanded to.
Tell me you weren´t there. i felt a cocksucker because I know, as always, i´ll turn back to call you and hear your sweet voice that clams me.. that maybe tomorrow you could call me back other day.
I try to say myself maybe my world be happier without you and your world doesn´t have place to me...
That´s just why we´re dizzy enough not to remember what we´ve been doing.
How does it feel now you´re on your own and there is no one else to take care of you?
Tell me why has it to be like this?
And why did you leave me a message "asked me for do not disapear"?
By Denilson

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