Hay dos días en los que nunca pienso: ayer y mañana.

domingo, 18 de octubre de 2009

Teardrops fell down my face and now it's so late for try to heal my wounds cause' nobody were here when I said I can't breathe so my oxygen wasn't here and my broken umbrella was lost when it was raining outside my hurt soul.

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