domingo, janeiro 24, 2010
A wish
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The author of this blog is currently acting too dramatic.
He's feeling too much fear about what he has.
He fears what he hasn't.
He's frighten about what he can't give.
He's frighten about what he thinks he'll never have.
He's feeling love to what he has.
He loves what he has.
He cries over a fancy picture. And he worships a piece of metal.
He rages over a raging song. And he smiles with the sad one.
He feels he has the best on is left. And the worst on his right.
He feels sorry for what he's done wrong.
He likes what he's done right.
He'd like to be rich. But his wallet overflows with that smile.
He doesn't know what do to. But he has hope it'll be all right.
The author of this blog is currently standing in the corner.
He is sharpening his knife.
He's still listening to that song dedicated to anybody who misses someone.
How he wishes you here were.
He says he'll be up all night. He says the demons will come.
He says he'll fight them.
He says he'll loose and then he'll fight them again.
Until he wins.
A wish is hope or desire for something to happen and come true.
I'm here to help you. I'll fight alongside with you. You're not alone.
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"But his wallet overflows with that smile." <3*
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