Written: March 21, 2010
I've ripped a piece of life, a piece of sun ..
but if the sky had become black to understand what may be a blue dream
I would like to share with you my looks.
There is a minute of life passing by without your memory, our life.
I've ripped a piece of life, a piece of sun ..
but if the sky had become black to understand what may be a blue dream
I would like to share with you my looks.
There is a minute of life passing by without your memory, our life.
We meet again one day .. but not now.
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