dilluns, 24 de gener del 2011

Like a fish

The air that I breathe needs you like a fish needs water. The cold fills my lungs and makes me feel like marble, so dead. The river of loneliness sliding by my emotions, makes me impervious to my desires and day that passes, day that your image is erased from my memory, only your smell stucks to my skin, and I can not get rid of it, I can only accept that you died.
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3 comentaris:

  1. Anònim26 de gener del 2011, a les 21:32

    I don't understand!!!! jajaja
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  2. Tere English teacher26 de gener del 2011, a les 21:35

    You must study english Carleta....What do you think about one summer holidays in England together?

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  3. Anònim28 de gener del 2011, a les 0:56

    Jo a england??? .... mm....... NO! jiji

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