Thinking next to said words already,
I would want to find some of other from dirti.
Within my heart I have a fire,
within the head the empty one.
I do not want to think next to this that it will happen,
to try in order to believe in what not sò.
Screaming my name it hopes in me,
a simple man without rules.
martedì 20 gennaio 2009
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