terça-feira, 8 de março de 2011

you must have one

I've been living with this suitcase in my closet, ready to be taken away. I've been living with intentions and no dreams. I've been trying to live, thinking that this is life. I've been regreting. I've never been so cold, I've never been so lonely, I've never fell so hard. I am giving up. I am leaving this body and going to another one. Goodbye, girl. Now you are on your own, go find another soul, poor child. Go and find your space somewhere, you must have one.

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Anônimo disse...

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