Going through the world with feeling that can't be confess,
feelings that have stay hidden because of a promise that i made,
sorry for not telling you what i felt, but a promise is a promise,
Can't love what i never had, but i can dream that i could change that,
maybe in a future things can change, maybe in a future i can confess.
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Author:
pattiely (
Offline) - Published: February 18th, 2013 18:45
- Category: Love
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what a haunting scenario you paint with your words. words not spoken because of a promise... beautifully done.
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