jueves, 3 de marzo de 2011

A little letter for you .



When the lines are broken, and the light is dark, I hear your voice in my neck, with sweeties kisses in my feets, in my lung.


Look me in the eyes, seriously, look at you, look at me, we're diferents, AND I AM STUPID .




I'm not sleeping, I'm not crazy, I'm fall in love of you like a baby, I'm a baby, like a billow of mercurio I see you in the rain of october.



I'm "strange" so what .-

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