segunda-feira, 31 de outubro de 2011

By The Blurred Vision

When there was only one word
To describe the whole world
My tongue was able to say a million things
But my vision was blurred.

Keeper of the cleanest soul
From your mouth i see a glimpse of the whole being
Who made worth the wait
Who made me love without seeing

Seeing for the first time
The person i thought i loved for weeks
Suddenly the aerial image dissapears
I’m falling down on my knees

How can i feel this way
About someone who always have been kind?
God please come take my eyes
Because i’d rather be blind.

Deve ser a primeira vez que escrevo algo sobre alguém e me sinto realmente mal por isso.

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