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segunda-feira, 9 de fevereiro de 2009

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I walk barefoot where the water drowns the sand
With you no longer here to hold my hand
The ocean makes my swollen heart feel small
With the sounds it makes, you won’t hear it, if I call
There’s a calm under the waves
As I choose to sink

With your voice in my head
I could fall here instead
But there’s a calm under the waves
So I choose to sink


e tudo o que quero saber é se algum dia isso vai passar

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