quarta-feira, 22 de agosto de 2007

Poet lovers

I told you not to go outside,
Not to drive in the rain,
Not to fight with the time,
Not to repress the pain.
I asked to hold on a little longer,
To stay for a while,
I did tell you, but but you didn't hear me:
Even poet lovers die.

Nicole Rodrigues

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Maya disse...

Very nice!