terça-feira, 4 de setembro de 2007

words can cut me like a knife or warm me like a candle.
words can be my yellow brick road or a spine in my shoe.
words can make me want to live or can bring me next to death.
words can make me want to speak or can make me cut my ears.
words can give me a smile or put a tear rolling down my face.
words can make me believe or can also make me afraid of.
words can give me the strenght to continue or the right moment to stop.
words can be words.
words can be more than words.
words can.

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