Me,
A mystery unsolved
The trigger of a revolver
Which has never been pulled...
Me,
A part of you
That you just hate
And never want to see...
Me,
A question mark,
A whale, a shark,
Maybe too dark,
Maybe too deep...
Quando uma folha cai da árvore, Ela não volta jamais. Solta-se, Desce sinuosamente, pousando no gramado, Bem devagar. ...
Maybe, we are an big mistery.
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