nothing to cry over - it seems.
Spread your wings; come, come ´n fall down,
down to the waters, down to drown,
now you´re able, able to fly
hunting, wanting to touch the sky.
Let´s fly high, high above the bars
to touch the moon and all the stars.
And know that stars, them stars are wise,
and know that scars, the scars demise,
and when you try to runaway,
prepare for hardships on a way.
You have chosen, chosen to stir,
and what remains is just a blur.
Venované Annie Decadence.
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anniedecadence
20. 11.novembra 2012 00:09
^_^ vďaka
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" Let´s fly high, high above the bars
to touch the moon and all the stars. "
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to touch the moon and all the stars. "
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