After touching the stars Jackeline
Some laughter is revealed;
Short stories, smoke, shadows,
And in the sky hands.
I'm leaving with you, Jon
While we are writing on this page
But I always take with me
The perfect image of your back.
I am saddened by the short minutes with Carl
The future of gray days
I am disappointed to know that you have
Unresolved certain nuances, Andre
But in this empirical silence,
Say goodbye without saying anything,
Give me some secret,
And give me hope for tomorrow, Mia .
Obrigado pela leitura!