domingo, fevereiro 06, 2011

on the other side of town

our crossed ways
has passed.
nowadays
all we got
is memories.
now you're on the other side of town
and i'm here all alone
thinking about
the old times.
I cry when I listen
some great song.
I wonder what you're doing there
in your side of town.
hope you never forget me
cause I won't.
at least, not now.

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