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I wonder at what point I lost you, what was the moment when he decides to go away from here, how was your last breath, and lethargy while I held you close your eyes, what was your last thought: those treasured memories as memories that kept the smile was so warm, even though your hands were cold, your heart was as big as your soul, and good memories, never forget your voice, hold me in your arms, and I upload your ashes.

always wanted to fly, I guess now is the time, wherever you want you know you always miss you. Adios

Bela.

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was a dream
spring sun was burning me
my innocent act, a rookie ...
was your foreign-language greeting was the magic

your window
what color your bed
clear what your eyes
was your mouth, bite me verses that


kisses that which today I do not
strange that today, my name was

forget the pain in your belly so coincidental

life of your days as drastic
were nails in my back
your claws were deep
your betrayal still far
your indecision,

your eternal duel was not until yesterday, and today was no
were lies, heartbreak
was not eating, vomiting,
bitter drink to remember, custom ...

main course was a loose ball
was your hair, your glasses and your back
your face that appeared that day
your old love, your cat, your house
were freckles were pearls
a dream built on was a couple

healthy kiss was not the song that gave you

And it was I who improvised
me who knows nothing
were and not coming back ...
slave of your fingers ...
addicted to your love ...

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My miserable life

Awakening has made me more and more heavy, open your eyes and look at the ceiling with paint destroyed, watching my clothes thrown over my room while my thunder cold feet when moving.

My head full of thoughts that fill my pillow, while my hair covers my ears try to concentrate on the sound the air makes the atravezarlo my window, my dry mouth whispers my dreams, trying to remember the life that created his sleep.

think that dreams are real and simple life is a slumber that was created when thoughts together.

Maybe ...

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Agua Fria was tired of wanting

Cold ...
cold water ...
ice water I remove this idea incarnate, I'm clean
chest
the feeling of rage that leads me to understand that me not

just because it's easier to hate than to feel hated
because it's more comfortable to live waiting
mourn because I prefer to be defeated lying

That drag these days of conviction Water
multiply and become zero at all my sorrows
Water cold that makes me tremble with tears and confusion
those that fall to mourn when I stop what I need Let me


head cool cool Let me crotch
That takes the disgust I feel
you take the bad That
breath breath of interest that may lie hidden
flooded hollow words that do not stop barking

Cold! you remove the dirt

cold water! wake you up in your sound
Water
dogs ... if you have to take off. Having