15 de jan. de 2010

my favorite disease.

He could be the one, he makes me feel special.
That day, his smile drove me crazy, with him, I met the amaze.
My dreams began to be about him.
His words makes me fly, and I know why.
There's something he does, that makes me reach the sky.
I so wish I could be by his side, show him what I feel inside.
He's got a smile, that I'd die for,
When he calls, I feel like nothing else matters.
He's the brightest star.




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