segunda-feira, 22 de novembro de 2004

Goodnight dear void

I'm not words anymore. I'm me, but I'm not there.
That's why these fragments will never tell the difference
between what fell on the floor and what hit me.
Sometimes pain is just pain
sometimes pain is just me
sometimes I'm just a smile
sometimes I can't be me.
I wish I could I wish I could I wish I could
Take care of me.

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