if i could just let behind all those lessons waiting to be given…
i know, i already know that we are not the same we used to be.
you may be just tired, and i may be tired too.
but there are no longer lessons… for you.
i just read every letter you wrote.
it seems like if you crashed down unto the floor very suddenly
and lost your memory… of what you ever wanted.
it seems like if you crashed down unto the floor very suddenly
and lost your memory… of what you ever wanted.
get married with your self.
you love your character more than me.
you give flowers to your angry
and hug your pride like if it was a beatiful young lady.
you love your character more than me.
you give flowers to your angry
and hug your pride like if it was a beatiful young lady.
please don´t be sad…
get married with your self.
we change but we don´t change.
let´s guard the lessons for ourselves…
let´s guard the lessons for ourselves…
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