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segunda-feira, 1 de dezembro de 2008

Brian.



Too small to be noticed
but big enough to be killed.
You do have a small heart
but you make me feel
like a small piece of nothing;
guess small things can cry, too.
you're a big piece of something,
too big to be true.

I'm not nearly as strong as you are
and i don't think i can do this.
It has already gone too far...
I'll run from my sins
though i don't know what it means
I can try
just to figure it out.


Too big to be mine
but small enough to sneak
into my small bed
and then kiss my small cheeks.
I'm a small piece of nothing,
too small to be yours.
You're the huge piece of everything
that i adore...

I'll never be as big as you are...
I'm not even big enough to face this.
With your big hands heal my big scars...

I'll keep my small sins,
now I know what it means.
I've finally figured it out...




by: Sally Vengeance

4 gallons of poison.:

Anónimo disse...

This was a amazing poem :) I totally loved it! ~~ Mary

Elsa disse...

é maria tambem andas por este mundo do blog *.*


beijinho minha boa :)

Balbino disse...

That's quality!
Well done,love!

*yarmam

Anónimo disse...

Tou a perder a imaginação para os comentários...

Visto q eu gosto de todas as tuas historias e poemas =P

És um génio, Mariana :) lol És a minha ídola!!

beijooo *