quarta-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2013

We used to say to each other the words just we know
But today we don't recognize that words
And my heart
It doesn't feel you here no more.

There was a child - almost you,
A little child,
And then she...
I see she was who you ever loved
Who you never knew
And then we died there
That night.

It's sad, too sad.
It's as sad as the love that she never felt,
the love that died in her hands,
her little lovely hands

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