viernes, 20 de marzo de 2009

You come back and you go, there are five minutes in which I can feel you but suddenly, things suddenly go back to being as they always were and are the Wind take the words you said away. But who says I can not remember? in my mind there is no breeze, things remain like this forever or look but I still remember your exact words, if we look deeply is not the same, if a revolver past things had changed, if you look back deeply you were mine and I was yours.

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