en qué sentido?
La Psiquis principal del blog era como dejar lo que bien se llama Delirium tremend, pero... nada se muere, sacale chispa a las cenizas que se hace un fenix pero salio mal, ahora tiene tres picos y no se puede divertir jugando al barquito peruano, ay! como lo vas a extrañar...
Zippo, pone tu parte de vez en vez... jop. jeje
Igual, los animos que tengo para delirar, son tan pocos y vanos que solo me remito al titulo... Cerrado por Derribo.
"El Silencio era profundo y se oía la agitada respiración de Alejandra y algún silbato lejano de los Muelles.
Nunca la conoceré del todo, pensó, como en una dolorosa y repentina revelación."
It's strange the way the past seems always fine
while the present wears me down
and time and time and time
pass heavy over me as it does over you
and the distant and what you said
i know it wasn't true
every hour every minute it's like a hundred years
and the pain I feel is measured not in injures but in tears
so women friends or foe?
Just hold me close and please don't let me go
well my life now it's ok in the morning in the day
but the night it's long the night it's sad
and that's when I have dreams I know you never have
I know that I was wrong
I know that I was bad
so baby baby baby baby baby baby
baby
won't you come this way?
I'm walking down the streets
I see the people that need each other
they kiss and talk and talk and kiss and talk
but I feel so alone
and the world it's made of stone
and everybody is freezing to the bones
even know it might be warm
even known it isn't cold
