lunes, 12 de octubre de 2009

Hurtful words, From my enemies of the last five years, What's it like to die alone? How does it feel when tears freeze, When you cry? The blood in your veins is twenty below. Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Something I cannot forget. So for now, take this down a notch, Crash my car through your window, Make sure you're still alive, Just in time to kill you, Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Something I cannot forget. I can't take this (take) anymore I can't take this (take) anymore I can't take this (take) anymore (I cannot feel what you've done to me) I can't take this (take) anymore (What you've done to me) So for now, take this down a notch, Crash my car through your window, (Window) Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette, Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet, Out from the window see her back drop silhouette, This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget, Something I cannot forget.

bleh, fuck it tengo poco tiempo chaw .___. me duelen los ojos y todo el cuerpo u.u poco tieeempo D: teno tedea asi qe chaub :B


I feel like a fucking zombie

domingo, 4 de octubre de 2009



No turbes más mi pecho ansiedad, mostrándome sensible así. La aurora ayer me dijo nunca!, la luna insiste en insistir. Has despertado la inocencia. Mi julio es mejor que mi abril. Cuando nada me sorprendía apareciste ante mí, en otro día de invierno nublado abatido, en horas dignas de olvidar, percibí que sentía cuando te vi. Fragancias nuevas preparaste y quedaste impresa en el pensar. Pensar que no imaginaba volver a suspirar. Corre ligero el tiempo en la vida. El amor no deja cartas en la puerta.Ligado al desencuentro y la vigilia, mil noches rancias sin dormir!Pues realmente había descartado el legado de un destino. Casualmente hoy, estoy más convencido que ayer. Es que quisiera ser especial solamente para vos, y para nadie más y tengo todas las de perder...pero igual te lo diré: prefiero animarme!