Si pudiera elegir mi paisaje de cosas memorables, de otoño desolado, eligiría súbitas rosas, lluvia,
recuerdos, alguna muerte, un montón de estrellas y una caja de ilusiones...

lunes, 20 de octubre de 2008

Thinking about forgetting


Thinking about forgetting, about losing... What? My soul. My entire world and all I've given. Is not worth it. Not now, when everything is becoming just pieces of memories. It's too painful. And I have so much anger in my interior. Many things that I have to say, that I should say. However, the goodness in me, the stupid faith I have, makes me shut up. Lonely. That's the way I feel right now. And I don't know if I should cry or If I should do erase and rewind. Thinking about forgetting, about losing... What? A part of me that was created upon you both. 

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