sábado, 22 de marzo de 2008



La vida tomo un manojo de problemas y me golpeó con ellos, no eran míos, los desconocía, simplemente me golpeó...No lloraré.

" Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam...Sunbeams are never made like me...Don't expect me to cry,...For all the reasons you had to die...Don't ever ask your love of me...Don't expect me to cry...Don't expect me to lie...Don't expect me to die for me"

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