Trying to be an artist, but I'm better at being a thug. Tentando ser artista, mas o destino é ser vândalo.
domingo, 5 de fevereiro de 2012
Friendship that beautiful word Beautiful as its meaning Having someone to reveal a secret Sometimes sharing the same dreams A dumb friend by your side Conversation is very quiet even when You remember the past And remember stories A friend conquest No gold in the world To pay for a friend A friendship is priceless The price is the dedication With tears, blood and sweat Smiles kill miss Of forgotten memories Those were good times Why was a good friend Be present at the time of the fight And be heard as a psychoanalyst Laugh at the silly joke Drained dry the tear And tell me account I'm your friend
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