sexta-feira, 29 de agosto de 2014

Broken

This won't be the end.
I'll fight all I can.
For all the love that is send,
I'll create a new trend.


For all the fallen tears,
I'll face my fears.


All the things I've wasted,
my soul feels desperate.


I'm not a fool,
but I've got nothing to lose.
I've got nothing to lose.


Sorry for the ilusion.
Sorry for the confusion.


What remains in me,
are the broken pieces.
That's all I can see
behind the restless.

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