vineri, 2 octombrie 2009

Forgotten

A heart of stone I wish I had;
I'd never cry, never be sad,
I'd be could and dark inside because of this
But still I'd never cry, your lips I'd never miss...

Buried in dust I wish I was
A picture in an old frame hanged on a wall;
I'd never cry, no one to make me feel small
I'd be forgotten for always...

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