duminică, 31 octombrie 2010

Chapter 38: We dont fight fair

Weapons such as hearts and emotions
Like fireworks in slow motion
To sing along for happiness
And brng you here more or less
Its not a big mess
A little pinch of love, a bit of smiles
And i can go along for miles
Like a picture without a frame
I am a sparkle withouth a flame
As my soul stand alone in the dark
I can only see stains of blood and a mark
From the love battle ive lost
And from the girl i love the most

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