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26/11/2005
Paltas y tomates.
ensalada de sentimientos y pensamientos; los primeros del pasado, lejano pasado, que acometen solapandose con los presentes; y los otros, justificando a los primeros para que sí parezcan ser los presentes. cuando no lo son en absoluto.
-yo- para nada una buena compañia hoy. alejese mientras pueda. I´m sorry si ya fue.
ni siquiera lost in tokyo me saca las culebras de la guata.
bocas, arrugas, ojos. todo mezclado. todo.
se me funde la cabeza.
-OFF-
...y aún no termina el día.
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catch your breath,
hit the wall,
scream out loud,
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone.
coz the weak will seek the weaker til they've broken them.
could you get it back again?
would it be the same?
locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered,
where you feel safe.
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else to hide behind.
the fearful always preyed upon your confidence.
did they see the consequence,
when they pushed you around?
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones,
breaking them 'til they've become just another crown.
and I have felt the same as you,
i've felt the same as you,
i've felt the same.
you watch your back 'cause no one will.
you don't know why they had to go this far,
traded your worth for these scars,
for your only company.
and don't believe the lies
that they have told to you. not one word was true
you're alright
you're alright
you're alright.
.......:)
abrazoooo
Anotado por: aerials | 27/11/2005