quarta-feira, 26 de novembro de 2014

Brief of truth

I used to know you when we were young, 
you were in all my dreams
We held hands, you used to admire me 
As I fell asleep.

Years have passed me by 
As your so glory lonely life, 
While I have tried 
To make you my valentine 
One more time.

Maybe it's too late 
Since your eyes never turned back to me, 
Guess it was faith that has been lived.

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