Now that these my moon doesn't shine more

viernes, 25 de noviembre de 2011

Hay quienes imaginan el Olvido como un deposito desierto una cosecha de la nada y sin embargo el olvido esta lleno de memoria.

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Earn my trust and not mess with me because if I fuck be in danger, Because if I burn, then I will show you what pain is, Because me and treated me like dirt before you, And that love is cursed, I'll show you how to write upside down ... Nobody knows how cold I am, What is walking down this street all alone, The fault is not nobody but me, It is the path I have chosen to follow, How to be cold in the snow without showing emotion at all, Do not ask me I do not fall for any of these fucking bitches suck blood, But what the hell happens to me with this?