jueves, 23 de diciembre de 2010




They
say
a
hero
can
save us
.
.
.
... but im not gonna stand here and wait.


martes, 7 de diciembre de 2010


How the hell did we wind up like this?. why weren't we able to see the signs
that we missed and try to turn the tables.
.
I wish you'd unclench
your fists and unpack
your suitcase.
Lately there's been
too much of this,
dont think its too late.
.
Nothing is wrong just
as long as you know
that someday I will
.
Someday, somehow,
gonna make it allright but not right now.
.
I know you're wondering when ...
It’s morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face. Smeared make up as we lay in the wake of destruction.


Hush baby, .speak softly ...


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loca, loca, loca.