lj-music: Hard-Juanes
Author's Note: Mimor ... this is for you. I tried finiding Things You Might Enjoy, Even Though it Became so Difficult, and I still Doubt You Will Be Able to enjoy this, But I've Told you, I've Been Broken Many Times Before, the void has Become too much, unlikable you, I can only produce darkness and corny shit, repetitive phrases and extreme use of drama, for Which I Apologize Before hand. I still leave you little pieces .. little ashes ... if you will. Ily.
fucking hate loneliness.
indifference, neglect.
hate the emptiness I feel in the chest, throat.
I throw myself to a vacuum, the wind dries my tears to fall. They fly
or sobrevolarte, go away
But that does not take away what I feel ..
I want you in front of me ...
weep, sing, hug, kiss you a thousand things
Tell
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never understand ... that you see and listen to me anymore.
You are still here, in these tears that seem drawn from the past, reinvented each time hurt more.
I feel suffocated and without poderte scream all I feel.
me not you want? Why? Even if there were
was as if you never left ...
Because you were here with me, in my memories in my heart.
I feel as if no time had passed, as if it were still that little girl playingHistory repeats itself ..
started writing my letter of dismissal and end profesándote my worship.
always be so?
The balance is reversed.
not fair.
La justice laughs in my face .. "I do not trust you, baby, who told you it was?" All for nothing
Delivery by forgetting
My kisses for your intrigue
My tears for your happiness
I for you ... and you?
never for me.
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wanted peace.
was one of those days when nothing made sense or appreciation ...
Or maybe it was the high dose of caffeine floating around your body .. but it wasto discard the point of itself.
She felt trapped. Puzzled.
Sad. If disappointed.
Desperate to find peace, serenity. Another
him on. That said.
could give her that with just being there. Without even knowing the real purpose of their presence.
For some strange reason it had that effect.
She always was looking for when these imbalances ...
was their refuge. Made her laugh and forget everything.
was something magical.
And when he sat in front of the piano ...
She lost track of time.
could sit for hours and hourssee him play ... his fingers looking like the white keys seduced ..
And you see the melody seduce your senses.
playing the song could be more absurd ... no matter.
She lost there ... watching.
closed my eyes and let music infiltrates your skin ...
A way out for both. ***********
I feel lonely.
By God! How many more times I'll be writing the same sentence?
this torture is ridiculous.
The night is cold and no one expected. Nobody
. No one leaves.
only are the shadows of the night.
There is only emptiness, abandonment. God
duel
was as if the tears will take strength, will in its moisture.
would have been better not to pour them in that case ... but it was inevitable.
Tears
reasons they did not know ................
My heart was so stubborn
dreaming, even when they were stars lighting up the night
masochism was made verb.
so long, however, that did not beat
excited that he felt those butterflies danced in my stomach sleepers
The love was gone ..
I Was all out of love ...
could finally understand that phrase.
was like who is out of money ...
to me, I had justand the light that lit my life
And again I'm in the dark.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Cheap Go Kart Frames For Sale A. Text of dawn ...
lj-music: Beautiful Disaster-Kelly Clarkson
would have happened if that day when I saw for first time, we had been just you and me?
remember that day?
I had looked several times, but today, I really saw.
you realize that here was someone yelling at you something you did not want to hear, but you had to hear.
The noise was too much to ignore.
Too beautiful? Too horrible? Maybe a little of both.
But that day broke the walls that protected you. And I saw. You heard my heart and blood running down my body to the rhythm of your laughter.
And out of nowhere, like a magnet, your eyes sought mine and there was nothing else.
But if there was more. Com
or if not enough with all that bubbling inside you and me, was the world, with all his weight and consequence, with all its truths and even lies and unspoken words. The threads that bind us and we followed his course stayed gasp in the air.
But I wonder what would happen if the world had forgotten us?
We would let the water run?
You would have jumped me over the edge?
Knowing that the fall was long and possibly not fall up?
Sometimes I get lost in the vastness that provide that illusion.
images become more vivid than reality.
And in my mind these are the images that stay and do not let me sleep. Because I can
rECORD the brightness of your eyes and moisture from your hand in mine. I close my eyes and I can feel your breath so close that your air and my mix.
And in my mind, your fingers soft wipe away tears that spring because that will not be open eyes.
would have happened if that day when I saw for first time, we had been just you and me?
remember that day?
I had looked several times, but today, I really saw.
you realize that here was someone yelling at you something you did not want to hear, but you had to hear.
The noise was too much to ignore.
Too beautiful? Too horrible? Maybe a little of both.
But that day broke the walls that protected you. And I saw. You heard my heart and blood running down my body to the rhythm of your laughter.
And out of nowhere, like a magnet, your eyes sought mine and there was nothing else.
But if there was more. Com
or if not enough with all that bubbling inside you and me, was the world, with all his weight and consequence, with all its truths and even lies and unspoken words. The threads that bind us and we followed his course stayed gasp in the air.
But I wonder what would happen if the world had forgotten us?
We would let the water run?
You would have jumped me over the edge?
Knowing that the fall was long and possibly not fall up?
Sometimes I get lost in the vastness that provide that illusion.
images become more vivid than reality.
And in my mind these are the images that stay and do not let me sleep. Because I can
rECORD the brightness of your eyes and moisture from your hand in mine. I close my eyes and I can feel your breath so close that your air and my mix.
And in my mind, your fingers soft wipe away tears that spring because that will not be open eyes.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Heart Palpitations Position 1. Soul spilling
Once More I've been broken.
But I guess it all ends up Being my fault. Like
always too much, too little, too long.
My Hands Are Tied. But I've Become tired of waiting, Tired of Being unbreakable. Even Tired of Being tired.
So I'm letting go. I've always
Believe That things happen for a reason and today I found Something That helped me to make the decision to let go.
And as always I let the words take over ...
Its time to let it go.
Let go of the pain
The emptiness in your heart
The knot in your throat
Let go of the tears. Let
Their river run free.
Cry and cry some more
Do not Try to Understand
Do not ask
Just forgive and forget Everything
Wrap it up and let
But I guess it all ends up Being my fault. Like
always too much, too little, too long.
My Hands Are Tied. But I've Become tired of waiting, Tired of Being unbreakable. Even Tired of Being tired.
So I'm letting go. I've always
Believe That things happen for a reason and today I found Something That helped me to make the decision to let go.
And as always I let the words take over ...
Its time to let it go.
Let go of the pain
The emptiness in your heart
The knot in your throat
Let go of the tears. Let
Their river run free.
Cry and cry some more
Do not Try to Understand
Do not ask
Just forgive and forget Everything
Wrap it up and let
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