sexta-feira, dezembro 19, 2003


I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
|| escrito a preto às 18:44 e


domingo, dezembro 14, 2003


|| escrito a preto às 02:31 e



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