domingo, 3 de febrero de 2013
sábado, 8 de diciembre de 2012
martes, 4 de diciembre de 2012
Photographic Memory
You're not so far away
Your sitting in the space between the night and day
And so I'll wait for the sound of your footsteps
The tea that's brewed too strong
The part of me that's waited patiently for oh so long
At least I try
But I'm relying
On my photographic memory
While painfully realizing
It's not all that it's cracked up to be
And falling's just another way to fly
I wonder why it's never easier than
The first time
Your sitting in the space between the night and day
And so I'll wait for the sound of your footsteps
The tea that's brewed too strong
The part of me that's waited patiently for oh so long
At least I try
But I'm relying
On my photographic memory
While painfully realizing
It's not all that it's cracked up to be
And falling's just another way to fly
I wonder why it's never easier than
The first time
domingo, 21 de octubre de 2012
domingo, 7 de octubre de 2012
Funerales
Después de aquel largo y agotador viaje, lo dejamos en ese cementerio , ese cementerio tan lejano que creo no volveré a visitar . Tenía un rostro cansado , manos temblorosas y miedoso aceptó lo que sucedía .
Cuando finalmente nos alejamos de su tumba nos dimos cuanta que seguía vivo .
Cuando finalmente nos alejamos de su tumba nos dimos cuanta que seguía vivo .
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