I remember that photo at the party.
Everyone smiling, not crying,
How did we get there?
It hurts to know that maybe you're still talking And I'm not.
It hurts to know i can't comeback
And be happy again.
So fast,
So intense,
But it felt like nothing to them.
I don't know how much longer will take
To turn into arger all this pain.
Be on the wrong side can be even worse,
But maybe i am too naive to think they didn't had a plan.
I remember every epic night,
But i also know every tragic night.
Maybe i shouldn't have waited to see,
maybe i shouldn't have turned it into something with a meaning for me.
Now, my world is against me.
But I won't forget this,
I can't forget this.
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Friends Go Away.
Poetry(Português/English) ~Poetry~ Friends go away. But Don't you think that: My happiness My sadness My pain Weren't a fair revenge? I used to love you, my friend. I really did. ~Poesia~ Amigos vão embora. Mas Você não acha que: A minha felicidade A...
