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Jul 04
I try to run
Problems after me
I need to scream
It hurts my soul
Find piece of heaven
With no control
I love the demon
It loves me not


I try to cry
But there's no point
I need to hide
Where to? I'm lost
Lost in my past
I can't find my present
I seek for my future
My love of innocence


Where can i go?
Who can i call?
Can't let go
The pain that lies in my heart
I'm all alone
People are shouting
I need the silence
Now lost in the present


Can i find the solution
The secret formula of freedom
I know i need it
I can't help to think
Of the pain that i call my own
Who is the problem?
What is the problem
Where is the problem?
The problem is my own self.
publicado por JayneMars às 13:37

2 comentários:
The problem is NOT urself...
Babinho a 7 de Julho de 2004 às 21:06

...a formula secreta p a liberdade é seres tu propria. N m vais IntInder, mas n interessa. Tá comentado! :op bjs, mary jane... ops, Jayne Mars :))
CaRoL a 7 de Julho de 2004 às 19:11

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