ríen histéricas las almas en soledad. lloran despacio las que no aman mas. al final sí fuimos gotas de un mismo río, pero nos secamos con lentitud.
17.9.11
I'm taking time to think and I Don't think it's fair for us to Turn around and say goodbye I have this feeling when I Finally find the words to say But I can't tell you if you turn around and runaway, runaway
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