quarta-feira, junho 04, 2008

Quero fazer Kung Fu,

Mas o sedentárismo fala mais alto.
And she felt wild,
All the blood runing through her veins
Still nothing was in vain.
It's what she used to say,
As the blood flow away
And since that day,
Nothing was the same
There was nothing nor no one to blame.
Feeling so alive,
But only because she had died
And all that sorrow away.
All that sorrow away.
Opa, sei rimar em inglês... u.u huahauh...
Tosquice XpPp, mas tá sonoro...!

Rimbaud, ficaria ofendido se lesse este 'poema' [?]. Ah muito fofis essa img. *.*

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