"It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't chose"
"You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around
We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down"
"Silence, why won´t you listen
Maybe it´s just me but sometimes
it´s impossible to breath
A violent whisper
Maybe this time it won´t heal
Maybe this time it will bleed untill I´m free"
24 febrero 2006
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¿guapa, a que viene la tristeza?
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