Justo empezaste a susurrar algo para que yo no pudiera oir, aunque sabías que ya estaba lista para saber que el mundo no es tan dulce ni tan tierno.
Te fuiste directo al cómo... so you could start a story like this:
My dear Bomb:
_you can't burn if you don't set yourself on fire. FRISSON AKA 'fucked over by emotions'... sort of being UNCONNECTED. I've never asked you if you know the distance between the intention and the act, Cuz' I believe in how the past is what will catch you if you don't start living present times and if darkness comes, let it inside you...
_just keeping in mind there's no accuracy in nightmares.
I'm not always Tristessa even when you could always tell when I was a mess. Is like a sense of feeling or a nonsense of it, maybe I'm just ill with life, o quizás todo es cuestión de maneras -y manías-.
I told you the wolfs were bleeding and you kept saying I got to show you where it hurted.
You never asked when I've learned to jump.
Te fuiste directo al cómo... so you could start a story like this:
My dear Bomb:
_you can't burn if you don't set yourself on fire. FRISSON AKA 'fucked over by emotions'... sort of being UNCONNECTED. I've never asked you if you know the distance between the intention and the act, Cuz' I believe in how the past is what will catch you if you don't start living present times and if darkness comes, let it inside you...
_just keeping in mind there's no accuracy in nightmares.
I'm not always Tristessa even when you could always tell when I was a mess. Is like a sense of feeling or a nonsense of it, maybe I'm just ill with life, o quizás todo es cuestión de maneras -y manías-.
I told you the wolfs were bleeding and you kept saying I got to show you where it hurted.
You never asked when I've learned to jump.
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A veces uno se olvida de lo refrescante que resultan estas letras y descuida las lecturas de blogs como el tuyo... Ojalá andes bien estimada desconocida. Un saludo!
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