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22.9.08
posted by Pam at 9/22/2008 09:12:00 p. m.
21-1

Estaba un poco triste. Era un día poco agraciado.
Me acorde de mi amiga 21-1
Un vampirito me contó un chiste
La extraño mucho.
 Pero desde la tarde ya no tanto.

Por favor haga el esfuercito de leer esto hasta el final.
 Compartíamos momentos únicos, entre pasillos fríos y
hábitos de monja... chistes, aventuras,comilonas,
esmaltes y dejavus.

Traté de que la inminente separación no fuera tan
 grave, pero así lo fue y cada una sube
 gradas en edificios diferentes.

 A ella le sobrará todo, pero a mi me falta
mi amiga 21-1.
No hay más reglones donde escribir.
No encuentro sustitutas.




 
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10.9.08
posted by Pam at 9/10/2008 05:45:00 p. m.
Deception, deception, DECEPTION, DeCePtIoN 

Deception is a nine letter word. Nine that feel like so much more when they are falling allover you. You should have known but there were mixed signs. Selfdeception.
Thousands of words oppressing your brain. Your head. Your back. Your lungs. Your heart.
There isn´t any faith left. For today and tomorrow and the day after no more will to believe.
Then the electrical fluid is gone. It is the rain. The stupid winter that doesn´t understand  
it´s making everything worse.
It is a horrible feeling, breathing it´s just not helping. So you lay down in the dark hoping it will pass. And it does. Soon there is morning. You´ll wake up to a beautiful sunny morning. But you won´t be sunny inside there is deception in you.
We don´t know for how long. We are concerned.

Audio recomendado: Everything goes away/ ZOÉ
 
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1.9.08
posted by Pam at 9/01/2008 07:21:00 p. m.
Una Canción que escuché hoy.

3am
Matchbox20

She says its cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
Shes always worried about things like that
She says its all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when its raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
(chorus)
She says baby
Its 3am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I cant help but be scared of it all sometimes
Says the rains gonna wash away I believe it

Shes got a little bit of something, God its better than nothing
And in her color portrait world she believes that shes got it all
She swears the moon dont hang quite as high as it used to
And she only sleep when its raining
And she screams and her is straining
(chorus)
She believes that life is made up of all that youre used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days
She thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway
But outside its stopped raining
(chorus)


 
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