you were allways so right
We made vows, now all the vows are broken
I remember your laughter and your sense of humour you were impregnable
But the curse of the familly, that illness that made you take those pills to live in fantasy land
Yes there is sadness in life and happyness
Those pills left you on the rocks, and the illness that made you take them has won
Your worst negative aspect, impairing your possitive aspect
I know they took the pills away and you werent happy, and now i wont see you anymore
Would you have been happyer with a dose of love
or as a bird flying
to Adriana
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