quarta-feira, julho 14, 2010
Maybe never again.
Will I revisit that house.Those fields. That peace.
Maybe never again.
I moved in too young
too old,
timeless, and timebound.
Now I am somewhere else,
looking back
wishing the pictures would last
Instead of fading away.
Like they never were.
Will I revisit that house.Those fields. That peace.
Maybe never again.
I moved in too young
too old,
timeless, and timebound.
Now I am somewhere else,
looking back
wishing the pictures would last
Instead of fading away.
Like they never were.
Criado por Isménia @ 4:26 da tarde 
