Outa my life ...
I do not know why my heart
feel the force of a magnet
when you're in town.
I do not know why in me
a storm when I tell you. And memory
I llen7a
perfume and caresses,
of memories that poison.
I do not know why the future is a nightmare
gray.
Márchate of my life,
take my passion.
I know I have to survive
as if he had never shared with you the spring
and lend no more cruel game
of your lips, your smile, your eyes
hypnotize me. Would
Friday, October 20, 2006
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Rapid Weight Gain More Condition_symptoms mijitita @ 2006-10-10T22: 42:00
the dream always comes back ... but this time without tears, no laughter, no joy, nor sorrow ... again ... or not .... for good or not ...
if I could one second, one second being inside your brain and know what you really think I'd forget or remember everything ... but of course, things are not so simple ...
So here I am waiting for sleep or not ... I think I win or not thinking too much .... as always ....
if I could one second, one second being inside your brain and know what you really think I'd forget or remember everything ... but of course, things are not so simple ...
So here I am waiting for sleep or not ... I think I win or not thinking too much .... as always ....
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