diciembre 16, 2009

cry


The silent tears under the shadow,

little by little I am losing my vision,

I transform myself in a stubborn stone, deaf and neglected.

I trust the pain; I have pleasure in the mishap of a desperate love,

victim and hangman of an illusion, because that’s what it is.



3 comentarios:

Lacey dijo...

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Sophia dijo...

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Anónimo dijo...

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