Monday, June 15

Broken Jigsaw


I met you in a sunny day

and afternoon in an unknown place

where memories are pages from a diary

and people are pieces from a broken jigsaw

nobody warned him about the sad ending this memory would have


when he finally fell into reality

it was too late to understand

he didn´t care about suffering

gettin high with lies

it felt so good, living a beautiful lie


and innevitable feeling was growing inside him

that girl from the sunny day

caught his heart


i said goodbye to you in a sunny day

a morning in a place where i met you and always remember you

see you my friend...we´ll meet again soon.


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