I just laugh

9.2.11

Entonces herida aquí es donde pertenezco soñando una canción, sangre en mis manos para mantenerme fuerte las flores en el cementerio estan todas muertas, no pertenezco, no hay derecho a curar lo que esta mal.

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I've never been this nasty.

Calendary

But here you're again.

I don't wanna miss anything.

Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost.

I tried to be someone else.

So when you're dead and gone.

But I will see you again.

I guess I'll find out in seventeen days.

Hope you enjoy it this time.

Passing by with every exit sign.

It's so pathetic.

What if I wanted to break.

So I will scream.

And I will burn no more.

Please just give me back my heart.

This hurt so good.

Beg me to make this easier and listen to my hopeless cries

Our love will never die.

All night long I'll sing and dance with you.

Were the last words that I wrote for you.

One last false apology.

Nobody wanna see us together but it don't matter, no.

I woundered a crime with me.

I can breathe for the first time.

I just feel complete when you're by my side.

But he doesn't want to read the message here.

Come break me down, bury me bury me.

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