Buscare paz en tinta muerta
Tuesday, March 30
Monday, March 29
Sunday, March 28
Insomnia
I stare at the sky
Screaming at myself
No one can hear me,
my silence is too strong
Just a creep inside my head
Crawling its arrival to the center of my mind.
Let it find the way
There will be no trespassing through my heart
Just a strong feeling breaking free;
making its way up.
You will see it, you will sense it
No reason to be desperate
The roulette has started working
Until the end.
Thursday, March 25
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Somos los únicos habitantes del planeta _____ .
Pues si, después de volar y descartar metáforas que no venían al caso, tome la decisión de comparar cada momento que pasamos juntos como un aterrizaje en nuestro planeta privado.
Lo único que le falta al susodicho es un nombre.
Wednesday, March 10
Sunday, March 7
Thursday, March 4
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