Once you said: ‘It’s too green’.



I just stepped outside of a dream, nothing ever is as it seems; the wind keeps whistling the same old tune, you lay asleep in the light of the moon. So silently I peered through the trees, my misery was in his beauty; his hair hung long and his eyes were closed, every moment he stole my soul. I'm in the forest so rare and divine, this is the place where you lose your mind; from all of the feelings that are making you blue; you'll never know how much I - you. And he awoke and walked downstream, stuck outside of that same old dream; I need to leave but my minds intrigued, follow close as he does to me. Out of the forest to the church's gate, by is grave he awaits his fate; my only crime was to want too much, I could look but I could not touch. I'm in the forest so rare and devine, this is the place where you lose your mind; from all of the feelings that are making you blue, you'll never know how much I - you.

5 talk way too much:

felcho berrutti rampa dijo...
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vi dijo...

yo estoy en el anteultimo ya, me falta poco por suerte, y coincido con la chica de arriba me hizo acordar a twilight esa foto.
Un beso

Iara Melina dijo...

muy buenos gustos músicales

Julieta dijo...

"every moment he stole my soul" qué linda letra danyyyy(L) cuidate

felcho berrutti rampa dijo...

no conozco a "vi" pero dijo que era una chica? no! jaja.
y ya encontramos otra coincidencia, yo soy pálidisimo también, es más una ex me dedicó la cancion "valle de valium" de babasónicos que viste que cuando empieza dice, "belleza pálida... no sos igual a los demás".
beso :)