Wednesday, April 2, 2008



While only in the dance
Opening their hearts to the old memories,
Closes his eyes and smiles,
A farewell written with lipstick
On the bathroom mirror
And photographs thrown on the floor
Are everything 'that has left
On the day that they and 'round.
If you now ask
If he still thinks
You respond: "sometimes ...",
But sometimes dreams
Follow different paths
And not meet most '.

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