domingo, 12 de fevereiro de 2012

May this rain of emotions,
Fall on each one diferently...
And should the drops get us wet,
I'm almost willing to bet,
My temperature will drop quickly.

I've missed the rain that pours,
That's why I'm here, outside...
Sounds like a happy bear who roars,
When we lived in the countryside...
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  1. Anónimo13 de fevereiro de 2012 às 11:13

    Beneath the air of waiting hours.
    It overpowers me.
    It can change my everyday.
    And remains...
    Just like the summer rain and the morning sun.
    Will what you've longed begin?
    Will it change you to something better?

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