jueves, 12 de mayo de 2011

What I am to you is not real

What I am to you you do not need

What I am to you is not what you mean to me

You give me miles and miles of mountains

And I'll ask for what I give to you

Is just what i'm going through

This is nothing new

No no just another phase of finding what I really need

Is what makes me bleed

And like a new disease she's still too young to treat...

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