miércoles, 31 de marzo de 2010

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Aire!!!!
Aire!!!
Aire!!
Aire!

viernes, 26 de marzo de 2010

jueves, 25 de marzo de 2010

One good old fashioned MAYBE.

How hard it is
To find someone who feels the same?
Is it even possible to find someone
Who feels the same?
And the pain?
What do I do, if I don`t find
Someone who feels the same?
Maybe there is
No one who feels the same...
And then,
To whom am I gonna turn?

lunes, 22 de marzo de 2010

Quema tu barbie

He is nothing like me. He is wise and brave. I`m a coward compare to him. He does not fit my world, because he is beyond my rules. He is not what I thought to be mine, because he is what I can`t be. He is much stronger that I am, I can see that by the look in his eyes. I could never stand what he does. He is different from every person I`ve met before, because he is loyal to his thoughts and his feelings. Nothing seems to stop him, I can picture him anywhere, he seems to have no boundarys. I... I don`t have boundarys either. He is already a man while I am slowly turning into a woman, he is what I aim to be, free. His plans are so perfect to me, suddenly I feel how can he could perfectly fit my world. Or maybe, I could just make my world fit him...

sábado, 20 de marzo de 2010

I woke up today in London

It is almost impossible to win your heart
For the pain it causes kills mine.
But words vanishing from me like this,
Hurts more than a million defeats.

viernes, 19 de marzo de 2010

Freedom is not free

You hear to me, little unexperienced,
It`s a lie what they say
That shit, that you`ll never be alone.
Don`t believe it , little child,
When an old ghosted man open his mouth
To speak that crap
Because it`s a lie, I can tell
It`s a lie.
You will be alone
And the sun does stop heating,
And the rain does fall,
And sometimes rainbows are gone...
So you don`t hear, little dumpy,
When they say you`ll never be alone
`Cause some day, in some place
You will.

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You hear to me, little unexperienced,
It`s a lie what they say
That shit, that you`ll never be alone.
Don`t believe it , little child,
When an old ghosted man open his mouth
To speak that crap
Because it`s a lie, I can tell
It`s a lie.
You will be alone
And the sun does stop heating,
And the rain does fall,
And sometimes rainbows are gone...
So you don`t hear, little dumpy,
When they say you`ll never be alone
`Cause some day, in some place
You will.