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There must be something that keeps me awake, Or some kind of pill I can take, To break these bad habits. I would lie if I said that this didnt get tough, Two left feet on the floor in a Waltz, At an odd tempo. Am I stuck at the ankle, or caught at the knee? A curious puzzle still cursing me, To follow or lead. You gave me a heart and then taught me to hurt, I cant tell just which option is worse, Dying pure or aware.
Posted on: Tue, 05 Nov 2013 16:20:51 +0000

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E por falar em poesia: Há 16 anos ,falecia um dos nossos maiores

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