A long time ago, the simplicity of my thoughts began to dissolve... now, wired to the ground I can smell the delightful waves of mental perturbations, avoiding illness, confuse and reasons to kill yourself.
Friday, April 29, 2005
Question of the day... (Diary post)
Hasta dónde volarías, si por tú ventana te tentara el viento...? Where would you fly, if by the window the wind would tempt you...?
4 comments:
I'd fly right to his bed so I can peacefuly rest and lie next to him.
It's red.. outhere too...
I'll just fly around, watching everything and everyone (including him)
volaria libremente hasta las partes más altas; donde el aire es muy delgado y no podria levantarme, para llegar a una caida libre...
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