As I sat and wondered...
all the wreckage I summoned
into such a tiny little space
how it's wrinkled my face
how my smile is twisted
with cry and despair
Oh the despair
Such disparity
between a smiley face, a farce
and a grieving heart
So as I sat and wondered
What I could do to undo what I've done
I wrote how I felt
and after all the emotion had spilled
the problem had still to be dealt
5 de Agosto, os problemas não se resolvem ao pensar nas suas consequências.
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