quarta-feira, 26 de agosto de 2009

Doubt*

We are so helpless
We are slaves to our own forces
We are afraid of our emotions

No one, knows where the shore is
We are divided by an ocean
And the only thing I know is
The answer them isn't for us

I always think after, you're gone
That we could hold each other tight
Tonight?


*Doubt is a status between belief and disbelief, involves uncertainty or distrust or lack of sureness of an alleged fact, an action, a motive, or a decision.

Um comentário:

  1. Hey fairy, you came into my mind the moment I read this. You should leave a giraffe of yours there, if you still like them as you used to.
    http://colunas.globorural.globo.com/bloggloborural/2009/08/24/girafas-aos-milhares/
    By the way, nice poems in english.

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