Thursday, November 4, 2010

How To Make A Navy Cake

jo j




and when I finally found one of those few little people that if they are really good,

everything turns gray, once the heart can not control ...

tears and do not stop run
to be noticed and remember that everything is the same
whoever and when that is ...

all the same ...
confusion and clutter, hurts and what does it matter?
MATTER THAT SHIT JUST WANT TO TAKE YOUR HAND INSTEAD OF JUST WALKING BY YOUR SIDE?

MATTER IF THAT SHIT TO SLEEP WITH THE ONLY PERSON THAT DREAM IS SHE?

MATTER IF THAT SHIT IN A HUG TIEMBLO, ONCE I asked her?
tell me who ... who care if I die to give you a kiss ?

always go back to the same conclusions and headaches
this is bad ... what they call ..... mm ... as it is?

"love" ja ... until I laugh ... yeah ... that!
is bad ... it's worthless because it only invites are tears

departures
pains penalties

anguish
more tears

cuts blood
anger loneliness

invisibility
reprimr-thoughts-feelings-looks-beats

and here I remain, no strength, no desire, no smiles
aƱorandote
secret

alone in the dark
dreaming increasingly by the crap you !
only willing to hold the fuck up and you feel ke same thing happens here! ...

breath away I

my mouth dry and moistened by drops that touch my lips ...
is so difficult ... for me ... talk and say what's inside

ke
tell how beautiful it is for me to see
suddenly you appear

later
and smile
tell
tornadoes within
if I smile
if you look
if I take the hand
if
hold me if I greet
if I hear your voice
AAAHHHH! if I hear your voice ... do not know ... I really do not know that this
detail
did so much ...
wake
had no simple way to achieve such happiness
exquisite moments
and then what?
where he was?
were fantasies ... beautiful fantasies
castles and clouds
ideas and plans
yet never was it?

was all a figment of my imagination?

be scars, because the first person who is truly

that crosses my path, I will not let me take time

will not let you delete ke
or heal
you the first real sleep appears
you the first look that I really
and real smile that made me smile

hurts and I'm sorry

if you want to take my hand

do a side step
so you do not touch my desires.


I leave your bottle of wine , above your bed.

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