domingo, 30 de noviembre de 2008

Living a life that I can’t leave behind, There’s no sense in telling me the wisdom of a fool won’t set you free, but that’s the way that it goes and it’s what nobody knows and every day my confusion grows every time I see you falling I get down on my knees and pray I’m waiting for that final moment You’ll say the words that I can’t say .........
Why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday ?


- un poco de autocritica no te vendria mal -








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