I love Borders
I felt, I confess I
rumble in the head
I feel breathless and I attacked the
chest hurt me and moved me a minute ago
thought not having you
now it's safe to say I miss
not think it's easy to forget
I do not think that fence to be Insurance
easily let the day pass ... I will weep
I know you also feel
is that change in my voice felt
aaaaiihhhhhhh ......( deep breath)
AAAAHHHHHH
That I forget to change me, that hurts
learn more
And to think that when we dance, I felt your fingers on my back
and felt it was more that a simple piece of salsa and your
cold feet away from my
getting closer but you
this time to time, I ask
time you can be happy
time that I do not remember you
time in which I
spoil smile Time passes
thinking of my time to give me no hear from you
Time to be ...
... to be without you
Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Market Capitalization List
[Untitled 39]
Voices are heard in the distance, echoes of sadness came increasingly, signs of pride fade into the shadows of oblivion, the wind brings the sigh of an old man who had every moment of rest his life.
The dark clouds covered it, or the same reflex could look so cold that night, despite the silence, you could feel like a city filled with fear that something so strong that any estremesia living person, walking alone on the streets was like pulling the skin with a knife, painful and subtle.
Everything was so slow that night seemed an eternity, the air was so thick that cut through the lungs when breathing, no one remained alive.
The dark clouds covered it, or the same reflex could look so cold that night, despite the silence, you could feel like a city filled with fear that something so strong that any estremesia living person, walking alone on the streets was like pulling the skin with a knife, painful and subtle.
Everything was so slow that night seemed an eternity, the air was so thick that cut through the lungs when breathing, no one remained alive.
Friday, March 5, 2010
Muscle Spasms From Strokes
dolio
A pressure in the chest, between the throat and the desire
one that keeps me awake, and causes me distress in bed
had you not been so far and not exaggerated January
both but now I feel different, I am afraid
is a fear that is not mine, sticks to me like a bad dream
one that keeps me from sleeping, that scares me the desire
a dream from which I never wanted to run away, which always begged
but one that now frightens me, choking me
life
The cold I have in the chest just removed me
your arms hurt ... now you do not have
... I do not want your hands.
A pressure in the chest, between the throat and the desire
one that keeps me awake, and causes me distress in bed
had you not been so far and not exaggerated January
both but now I feel different, I am afraid
is a fear that is not mine, sticks to me like a bad dream
one that keeps me from sleeping, that scares me the desire
a dream from which I never wanted to run away, which always begged
but one that now frightens me, choking me
life
The cold I have in the chest just removed me
your arms hurt ... now you do not have
... I do not want your hands.
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