Con tus palabras volaba, tus palabras
como cuchillos
me cortaron las alas mientras mirabas
lunes, marzo 07, 2005
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"The people on the edge of the night And love dares you to change our way of Caring about ourselves This is our last dance This is our last dance This is ourselves Under pressure..."
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