Tonight the stars are sad. They are sad, Because they cannot be, With their loved ones. So the clouds gather together, and cover them, as they cry. Just like my hands covers my face, As I cry when I miss you.
When Injustice Becomes Law. Rebellion Becomes A Duty
Desculpem-me de so por poemas em ingles ainda nao ganhei a inspiracao de fazer poemas em portugues... lol muito tempo nesta ilha.