domingo, 13 de marzo de 2011

Broken Glass

When the glass is broken,
be careful when you walk.
And when a name is spoken,
think earlier name that.

A voice shout in silence.
In the silence of the night.
In the night when I dream.
That you and me aren't on fight.

A voice torture me.
When I hear it.
When I hear you shout.
My friend know you hurt me.

And when I hear inside me the shout.
Because you say love, love.
Somehting here start broking.
And I shout bad, bad, bad.

'Cuz I don't know why you say it.
And if to another girl.
I start melting, dying.

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