O que o homem vê no céu falso é o brilho de uma vida já extinta.
26 setembro 2011
Joy.
There's no more joy. No right words to say. Where I was taken once more. Once more... She has passed beyond my reach. She has passed... She has passed beyond. Come back to me now. Back to me now. Come back to me now. To me now. My love... . .
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