sexta-feira, 15 de agosto de 2008

Out of tears

A song, a sunshine, a bright star.

The longer kiss, a single note.

I dont't need flowers, they doesn´t like me anyway. But I offer you the butterlies, those ones who come together with all my love.

I just want to be advised, a little bit every day, that a happy life is such a simple thing. Tastes like coffee and waffles, smells like washed clothes, looks like the green sensations inside my brain.

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