sábado, 8 de agosto de 1998

Difference, Indifference…

Strangers, they’re strange…

They look opposite,

Although they’re the same,

Despite our repelness…


People say they’re open,

Open to new ideas and people…

How can that be spoken,

When they’re hearts are frozen?


Frozen like glass,

Glass breaks…

Frozen like ice,

Ice melts…


A paradise of emotions,

Thundering affections,

Light throughout darkness,

When the heart melts…


An undiscovered pleasure,

Something you’ll remember,

It will be real and tender,

When resistance breaks…


Braking glass,

Melting ice…

If you don’t do it

Forget your life…

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