my name
Domingo, 23 de septiembre de 2007
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And so I cry,
this windy day won’t stay calm,
it keeps adding blood to your crime,
and holds my breath until I go down.
Can we start again?
This silly game has no end?
Wasting minutes for the midnight,
breaking dreams for tonight.
And I’ll shout my name,
fear me now,
or leave me in pain.