23 de febrero de 2012

Away she fly...



When she was just a girl,  she expected the world. 
But it flew away from her reach, and the bullets catch in her teeth.

Life goes on, it gets so heavy; the wheel breaks the butterfly. 
Every tear, a waterfall

In the night, the stormy night: She closed her eyes. 

In the night, the stormy night...

                                                                                              ...Away she fly 

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