My heart was smashed,
Even though
I keep dreaming,
Even though
I still thinking
Such a full
I was,
Poor girl fighting.
Harder to
forget,
Power to
recover.
Love it is
not a illusion,
Poison is
everywhere.
My body
needs yours,
Hoping you
remember me,
Hoping you
will waint for me.
I will be
always on the moon
With
blooding desire in my head,
With all
dreams making me unique.
My heart
wants your heart,
Even though
I am lost,
Even though
I am incontrol,
Such a fool
I am,
Poor girl keeps loving.
Desenho de Pattricia Cunha








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