sábado, noviembre 03, 2007

Throw out words, not food.

[14.06.2006]

Confussion, makes my head explote. Now I'm bleeding butterflies, that scape so far, and I can't take my thoughts again. This is exactly what i won't do. Please undertand, that I'm flying in a world which is not this, and I can't go more close to you, because you will fall in love with my empty eyes, and I will be walking, passing by, without worries and I will not see you. Please, if you want to make me happy again, be like I wish.You, give me wings. You, make me fly. And you, hold my hand and take me somewhere new, because I don't know you, you don't know me. GIVE ME WINGS, and I will make you fly.

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