jueves, 21 de octubre de 2010

flowers

The flowers go so slow 
trough the  kindness of your soul
you look like an old heart 
a a a 


another day and u are my muse 
in my mind 
aa
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i cant help my heart 
is rotten tonite 
there is noone to love 


aa


looking at the sky i know whats mine
lets pretend we are kids 
and we know how to fly 
inside the sea 
inside the sea 


aaaaa







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