Love the birds, love
the sea,
Love everything but
me
Love yourself, anyone
else,
Everyone but me
I’m not to be loved
When my heart is so
closed
I can’t even love
myself
I’m not to be loved
When the love is for
those
Who search it out of
the shelf
I’m too coward, too
complicated,
So afraid to hurt
Or to be hurt
You give me poppies
With your puppy eyes
And it always ends
with a turn of my
head
On those sad, lonely,
heartbreaker goodbyes
Love the birds, love
the sea
Not me!
2 comentários:
Depois deste bonito poema, apraz-me dizer isto:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fruHQhNe-UM
Depois deste lindo poema veio-me isto à cabeça:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fruHQhNe-UM
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