With everything I've taken, said and done this could be the final one, the one that talked the one that sang. The one that waited in the rain for me, maybe it's you and maybe it's true that love exists somewhere in this lonely made up world. Where you live in your head and wish you were dead but the light shines down and you make it through as the sun only shines and me and you we're lost forever but forever means for only until a little while.
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PoesíaWhen Everything's so wrong You make it so right The sun shines brightly in the sky as we say our last goodbyes Listening to the moon Dancing with the sun Today or tomorrow Either way; we're done. Our Last Goodbyes
