En mis sueños todavía estamos gritando.

viernes, 12 de noviembre de 2010


Do not understand how the hell did I get here
not to think, and not to do
but since I'm here, what else gives it a try?

So I'll just laugh, and look
smiling, mourn, whistling, shouting,
jumping, dancing, singing,

But above all
I'll screw it up!

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