As if a devil had put his hands on me
I felt like giving up
I'm not strong enough, I never was
Dying with an empty heart
my blood drying, leaving wastes
I had nothing else to feel
That desperate song,
my weakness awake
It's less I needed to depart
But, as if an angel had put his hands on me
your love saved myself
and there was still hope
segunda-feira, 20 de junho de 2011
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Voltou a vida, hein?
hehehe estou voltando! Saudades Luquitas!
Beijos
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