All these accidents that happen, follow the dot, coincidence makes sense only with you, you don't have to speak, I feel emotional landscapes, they puzzle me, then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this state of emergency, how beautiful to be, state of emergency is where I want to be.

viernes, 11 de abril de 2008

Audition

Bom.



De aterciopelada hoy no tengo nada.



Se corta la inspiración y bue,



a otra cosa mariposa.



Señores, tengo algo que decirles.

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