miércoles, 20 de febrero de 2013

Dead walking

I know, there is something wrong.
Just I am smile and go on...
I tried to fix the things,
but it is out of control.

When it comes about us
you always avoid for...
There are my words against wine
We can not deny and take away.

My gloomy smile breaking me apart
Dying day by day when I say: I am ok.
There are the lies I hear and I think that.
Emotional breaking down, I am a dead man.




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