La amistad... onírico destello
El mas grande sentimiento
El mas fructífero terreno Es el refugio
Donde buscamos la paz
Y poesía y una travesía
Por donde camina el amigo
Es donde encendemos la sonrisa
Y apagamos la soledad
Un lugar mágico en donde Reside la verdad
miércoles, 16 de noviembre de 2011
lunes, 14 de noviembre de 2011
You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn't never figure out
How to love
You had a lot of moments that didn't last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
For a second you were here
Why you over there?
Its hard not to stare, the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Never had a love
So fly its like a blessing but you can't have a man
look at you for 5 seconds
Without you being insecure
Now you're sitting here in this damn corner
Looking through all your thoughts and looking over
your shoulder
You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions
The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
But it wasn't your fault
Wasn't in your intentions
To be the one here talking to me
Be the one listening
See I just want you to know
That you deserve the best
You're beautiful
And I want you to know, you're far from the usual
Far from the usual
See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn't never figure out
How to love
See you had a lot of moments that didn't last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
sábado, 12 de noviembre de 2011
jueves, 10 de noviembre de 2011
lunes, 7 de noviembre de 2011
You eat, you are fat. You don't eat, you are a freak. You drink, you're an alcoholic, you don't drink you're a pussy. You read, you're a nerd, you don't read you're stupid. You tell a secret, you're an attention seeker; you don't tell a secret, you're still attention seeking. You let someone in, you're easy; you don't let someone in, you're too uptight. You smoke, you think you're cool; you don't smoke, you're a loser. You've had sex, you're a slut; you haven't had sex, you are a frigid little bitch. You wear make-up, you're a slag; you don't wear make-up, you're ugly. You can't please anyone, ever.
domingo, 6 de noviembre de 2011
Para contarte, canto
quiero que sepas
cuánto me haces bien
me haces bien
me haces bien
Te quiero de mil modos
te quiero sobre todo
me haces bien
me haces bien
me haces bien
Basta ver el reflejo de tus ojos en los míos
como se lleva el frío
para entender
que el corazón no miente
que afortunadamente
me haces bien
me haces bien
me haces bien
jueves, 3 de noviembre de 2011
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