sábado, enero 19

she can dish it out

yes she can...
im quite shure of that,

nobody loses all the time..

now im in her shoes...
no fate, no world dessire...

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand,
whatever a sun will always sing is you

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide..

y ya no duele la vida,
es ahora el recuerdo mas dulce,
de lo que aun no es...

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