domingo, 30 de setembro de 2012


The smile may be shy,
The smile may be sly,
But it's always present,
Ally in the darkest moment,
When night comes down to conquer
But never able to force me to surrender,
When the silence may tame the mind
But never really cause a fright,
Because, love, your smile is always here
On my mind, making my lips move, wishing to be there.

Bush - Glycerine

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