lunes, 15 de diciembre de 2014

I´ve, sometimes...





I´ve felt you, for I am weaker now,
i´ve hold you, for I am no longer your child...

Sometimes the moon won´t grin so ever-last...

I´ve told you, for I´m the strain,
I´ve haunted you, for I am weak...

Sometimes the moon won´t tell me how I feel...

I´ve left you, for I am old,
I´ve hurt you, for you hurt me too...
I´ve bleed for you, for I am the skin,
I´ve felt you, for I am weaker now...

Sometimes the moon won´t grin so ever-last...
Sometimes the moon won´t tell me how I feel...

I´m gone...



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