quinta-feira, 2 de junho de 2016

Poema 05

I came as a wave
Inconstant but never afraid
Couldn't even see the way
Never stopping or ashamed
It doesn' mean I'm predictable
But I'm treated like a fool
If you're really into this world
You must let it go
As long as you ask yourself
How to deal with this nature
I'll be forever thankfull
Of your effort to come through

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