WHATSAP

quarta-feira, 14 de outubro de 2009

LOVE LOST

I was late to meet you, you belong. The light is shielded and the night is not accepted. The temptation was to give myself without thinking But soon to happen and love gone cold. Can a love fading? Sunset? Aging? Love exudes fire, absent of guilt and has no excuse Love hurts loads, transports and creates glories victories. Love! Villain of the story. The hero of all rhetoric. New day has come and I'm still here thinking of you Locking the daily struggle between love and departure Healing the pain and healing the wounds From a love that crashed and did not take place. On the death startle me at all I will say that I'm not ready to go Failure to live this great love, kiss your mouth Falling on the grass mad and say "I stopped being mad" Su Angelote