sâmbătă, 4 februarie 2012


You wake up in the morning
and everything seems right
outside the sun is shining,
but you can't see it's bright

something in you was beating
like never before
you knew there it was a thing
which you couldn't control

you've never realized
that you can have feelings
a thing you never had
for u are brand new things

you'll try to find a way
to don't recognize it
and you'll never say
that you've been hit...

for you, love doesn't exist
is only a disease
one u want to get rid
your heart u want to freeze...

but to late....your heart is already made by rock...

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