trois.

The ghost of an unkissed kiss
A field of snow without footprints?
It'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it
The lights that shone for us across the water
Through the misty dusk
It'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it
These lonely places were touched by love?
Dust for the traces and they'll show up.
These are the words we'll pack away
These are the feelings that will stay.
Dry eyes, dry eyes
It was never going to end in dry eyes
We'll never know what we let go.
How do you push aside
Something that just feels so right?
It'll always be perfect
But I didn't get to live it
We found what so many seek
But it was never ours to keep
It'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it
I know how unfair been on her,
that I could have made it easier but
I wanted her so bad, you see,
I just wouldn't stop at anything.
Wrong as it was to do,
those eyes were made to look into it'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it.
So I would just do wrong until theache became too strong
It'll always be perfect,
but we didn't get to live it.

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por que isso é foda. =\ foda. foda. foda. foda. foda. foda. foda. e foda.

casa pré-fabricada.

canta qualquer coisa assim sobre você... que explique a minha paz... tristeza nunca mais...

delicate.

às vezes eu tenho umas recaídas. hoje ouvi muse até não poder mais. mil coisas para fazer e a concentração que era bom. nada. e na sexta vai rolar bundalêlê. que a aless aceite o meu convite. =
*MEDO*