when i cry for no reason
i wonder if no reason is indeed a good reason
no reason means i can't tell
no reason means i'm ashamed
i cry cuz my eyes are full...
full of crap i've seen
and for no reason i hide
no reason is pride
full of sadness i've felt
and for no reason i deny
no reason is a lie.
i cry cuz my lips are sealed for no reason
and words need a way out
i cry cuz my hands were cut for no reason
and i need a way to touch
No reason is pride
is a lie
is fear
No reason is come here
be here
stay here...
but then again
i wonder if no reason is indeed a good reason
you tell me.
Follar es, entre otros, componer en hojas algo. Aquí se folla. Muchísimo (en verdad no tanto como quisiéramos).
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that's a good reason
for watching your blog...
No sé qué más decir,
me gustó tu blog.
Adiós.
Gracias vampiresca evie. :)
no reason it's actually a pretty good reason to feel that way... saludos
Que bonito tu post; me encanta.
Saludos.
Nos leemos
gracias chicos! :)
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