sexta-feira, abril 12, 2019

Telling why
you behave bad
You not coming
what you want that I tell you
I'm waiting
I miss you
all time
Love is strange
takes us out from bed
I close my door
behind you
Why we don't talk any more   
I miss you
sometimes I wake up early at morning
And want you
tell me the truth
Why you don't came 
you made a penalty
Or you sick from this world

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