sábado, 15 de abril de 2017

A virtual place
A kind of space
Writing in your mind
Only the time you spend

To share
To live
To Go
To Get out

I though I was stronger
But something taked my soul

All pharses don't matter and haven't connection
And they're still beautiful...
When you sing and strum the guitar

Long time no see, stranger...

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