Porque a vida não é um lugar comum. "Transmutar su carne en alma; luego su alma en sueño"

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Dez 07
"I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornamnet you hung on

The christmas tree, I wish I was the star that went on top,

I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good.

(...)
I wish I was the full moon shining off a camaro's hood.
I wish I was an alien, at home behind the sun,
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on.
I wish I was the pedal break that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb to trust, and never let you down.
I wish I was the radio song, the one that you turned up,
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish,
I guess it never stops."



I wish I could really stop for a moment (just a single one) and realise that this is really happening
magnetizado por Bibs às 19:18

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