já passaram os 3 dias. no entanto, não vão ser suficientes.Talvez mais 3, mais 6.. quem sabe, mais 10 serão necessários.
o problema é que as decisões do presente, afectam e de que maneira o futuro.
e até quando irá haver futuro?
quando pensamos em "deixar para amanhã, o que podes fazer hoje", vai sempre dar em mau resultado - provas
à vista.
melhor que explicar isto por palavras soltas, é ler:
Please don't guide me again
Could you just leave me here?
I’ll bury these wounds with you
I'll be gone the nightfall
The Shadow has come and then you're leaving coldness here
It’s getting darker now, the night is drawing closer my dear
To writhe...
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
Could you just leave me here?
I’ll bury these wounds with you
I'll be gone the nightfall
The Shadow has come and then you're leaving coldness here
It’s getting darker now, the night is drawing closer my dear
To writhe...
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
You stop to close his eyes
Just to recognize his pain
There is a way out of here
A gate to feel you near
Why do you laugh to torture me?
Cut me open and leave me for dead
And run away on the properties
You disappear from me again
I can feel warm back there
As I taste the dove, oh it hurts
I am going to hold this woe
Its time to kneel, I’m so alone
To writhe....
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
Just to recognize his pain
There is a way out of here
A gate to feel you near
Why do you laugh to torture me?
Cut me open and leave me for dead
And run away on the properties
You disappear from me again
I can feel warm back there
As I taste the dove, oh it hurts
I am going to hold this woe
Its time to kneel, I’m so alone
To writhe....
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
You stop to close his eyes
Just to recognize his pain
There is a way out of here
A gate to feel you near
Why do you laugh to torture me?
Cut me open and leave me for dead
And run away on the properties
You disappear from me again
To writhe…
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
To writhe…
I feel your suffering…to writhe
I hear your suffering…to writhe
I found my suffering…Tonight
15 Dezembro 2010
18h36 p.m.

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