quarta-feira, janeiro 03, 2018

In a strange way
I like you
at the other way
You found me
and lose little things
I can have it
why me
Why you
I like you more
than words
More than lights 
I keep walking with you
I love you
sometimes I don't control
But if I don't see I die
deep 
I'm romantic
maybe stress

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