quinta-feira, 5 de abril de 2012

Dying (of love)

Don't hold in nothing
Gently waves passes gently through me
Floating under the sun
Of been with you

Resting over the calm this gives to me
Knowing inside this is where I belong
It scapes from my body up and down
Flying over the field as meltdown on the floor

Bringing the shine through me
Breaks my chest apart and go away
As it goes myself
Bothing flowing
Dying of love

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