sábado, 13 de novembro de 2010

The Broken Man



Nothing left but a broken man
Terrified of everything
Nothing left of his foolish pride, my
Fond memories slowly die, then
As I wakes again alone
Still a prisoner in my home
Ready to allow the dark to
Penetrate my broken heart
And I'm still afraid of the light
And a thousand voices share the laughter at my demise

3 comentários:

Alice disse...

você realmente parece um velho falando assim x-x

Anônimo disse...

This is your choice, and just you can change yourself

Ms. disse...

Hello, is it me you're looking for?
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying ...
I love you

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