quinta-feira, 29 de outubro de 2009

Quinta sem lei

Não sei se esta quinta é cabeça ou leve ou é de uma insustentável leveza.

Where is the purpose in your life? Where is the truth? Do you remember your hopes, your dreams? They are no longer your own. This day is for loving your own life. Don't let this world capture your heart, your passion lost to a thousand themes surrendered to the screen . This is not a story, this is not a book, this is your life. And this is not a play, some TV show you've seen, this is real life. You know that this is your this is your life. This is your this is your life. You act like a child playing games now. Play and pretend the art of disguise. Alone and lost in all your lies. This is not a story, this is not a book, this is your life. And this is not a play, some TV show you've seen, this is real life. You know that this is your this is your life. This is real this is real life. There is no rehearsal, no second chance, no false start no better circumstance. This is not a story, this is not a book, this is your life. And this is not a play, some TV show you've seen. This is real life. You know that this is your this is your life. This is real this is your life. This is your this is your life. This is your life.

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