quinta-feira, 10 de fevereiro de 2011

the end is coming

The doors of heaven are calling me,
and the clouds disperse to I pass.
I know that is near the end ...
and is coming, the last breath...

If you see me as an angel
I see you like a star
that guides me in the darkness,
that illuminates my heart,
erasing my sadness.

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