quinta-feira, janeiro 11, 2007
Roubado
The trees forgave the fire that went on burning
Until hope was all that was left when the smoke cleared
And I'll forgive her body for deserting
As soon as I recall why mine is still here
Simon Joyner
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Until hope was all that was left when the smoke cleared
And I'll forgive her body for deserting
As soon as I recall why mine is still here
Simon Joyner