terça-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2010

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And all of me is filled with the sea, the wind and the sand where we were standing
My feet were on the water while you smiled back at me
You were close to me and yet so far away
I looked away

I called you
You couldnt listen, because you were swiming so far away from the shore
My words couldnt reach you and neither could my heart
I stoped it

I got tired and I decided to move on
You didnt care like always
I cried.

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