limps,
change street
Meet the madness around the corner,
becomes dream and despair.
not walk away with pockets full of my days;
the ice slowly melts,
comes the source that feeds on another trip.
change street
Meet the madness around the corner,
becomes dream and despair.
not walk away with pockets full of my days;
the ice slowly melts,
comes the source that feeds on another trip.
small paper boats that ignore the route of sadness
get lost inside the happy moments.
Destiny is not the most wagers,
always lose the counter
love and a thousand times a day
I repeat that I love you,
and a thousand times a day
me smile.
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