This was just a puzzle made of dreams.With blood crushes in my arms.
Who can tell if scent that i smell
Is the same for both of us?
Who can say if the colours i see
Are the same for you and me?
Im not sure
And is so weird, so sad..
Every yesterday is empty
I have no breath on my skin .
I resist from trying to understand
If it was no more than a beautiful mess.
Or it was that stupid puzzle made of dreams.
Im not sure and i dont care
but i miss you.
who can knows if the Moon can find a cradle in traffic lights ?.
7 comments:
me gusta.. es alguna cancion?
y creo qe espero demasiado! =(
no no es cancion
orale que padre! you know.
ejele el dibujito tasmbien esta de 10
Sigue sin gustarme. Y esa cancion ya la he escuchado ! :P
me gustoo! ^^
mira ink tank, diseñame algo y ya te callas. :p
voy a decir y ese sr que pretende? me gusto mucho el post :) sea o no cancion
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