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Una guitarra en mano unas letras en plena mente siento que llueve escucho el silencio la melodia externa mi corazón parpita mas rapido de lo normal esa musica esa letra me evade se aporeda de mi alma me destroza m desase me apalsta me hace pequeño un silencio inmenso unido con la musica que sale de mi corazón solo dedicado a ella la razón de mi Imsomnio sos la razón de mi dolor de cabeza no te saco de mi mente.
Hoy que me pongo a pensar que seria de mi vida si no la hubiera de en contrar sea como sea, su mirada es asi tan profunda
The Last RideI was walking into the dark hole where my heart was vibrating without reason? There she was looking at my dirty eyes. She tried to blow them with her breath taking a half part of my soul touching the deepest tear with just a smile. I tried to run away, but her perfume was faster than me, trying to escape i stabbed her just in the middle of my heart. I start crying she was the reason, I didn't know! how could this be happening to me? I was in love 1st time ever. What can I do? I asked to myself, if she is not here..The Last Ride
She seems to be death, she's not she's alive, she's part of my life, part of me, part of everything aroun
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-William Hill
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-William Hill
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