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Arsénio Mata
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F[r]iend

Postby Arsénio Mata » 14 Mar 2010 01:23

Somos como punhais um
para o outro, cada toque,
cada carícia, sinónimo
de mais uma cicatriz.

Quando te beijo quase sinto o sabor do sangue.
Only in the bloodline is this terror exposed
A knife to the eye of modern day times
Exactly what you've worked for.

A price for the pride
I can feel the distance coming
The holes in my lungs
Won't let me take this anymore.

http://umhomemsimpatico.tumblr.com/

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Re: F[r]iend

Postby Arsénio Mata » 18 Mar 2010 01:23

Não tenho medo de ti
Quando te toco ou
ouço a tua voz.
Só tenho medo de nós.

Quando me amas quase sinto o cheiro a ódio.
Only in the bloodline is this terror exposed
A knife to the eye of modern day times
Exactly what you've worked for.

A price for the pride
I can feel the distance coming
The holes in my lungs
Won't let me take this anymore.

http://umhomemsimpatico.tumblr.com/

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Arsénio Mata
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Posts: 1773
Joined: 01 Oct 2009 20:41
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Re: F[r]iend

Postby Arsénio Mata » 19 Mar 2010 01:51

A tua distância imposta
na minha alma seca
afoga todo o ódio
que o corpo mostra.

Quando nos amamos quase sou a realidade.
Only in the bloodline is this terror exposed
A knife to the eye of modern day times
Exactly what you've worked for.

A price for the pride
I can feel the distance coming
The holes in my lungs
Won't let me take this anymore.

http://umhomemsimpatico.tumblr.com/


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