sábado, 21 de abril de 2012

Flimsy.

And the more I try the stupider it is.
The more I dream the bigger the confusion.
And the love that I deemed sacred and true is just a joke.
To all of you.
The stupider it is to think...
That maybe some combine?
Wish you would accept this humble.
Humble something I´ve cooked in my warm heart.
But no It´s not worthy and i´ve no moves to let you know.
I´ve no special technique to conquer you flimsy girl.
Flimsy girl You´d be my canoe.
And maybe i´d even make you happy too as you held it all afloat.

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