19.6.08

el bosque

monstruos verdes en bosques verdes
perdidos dentro de nosotros


y ya no importa la vida
mas promesas perdidas
dejemos todo a la suerte
y que se pudra la gente

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16.6.08

la anatomia de un perro deshuesado y cortado en pedazos en 50 palabras



un nube de la historia de un cuento que no queria ser contado

6.6.08

dreams

as long as you've got everything inside your golden box
there's nothing they can say to you
and nothing left to try

and maybe you've been lost to me some centuries ago
and no one can replace your soul
and no one fills the hole

in corridors of dreams we talk and you were there for me
but now that I'm awake you're not
and no one's here for me