domingo, 19 de junio de 2011

un poemilla.

And now,
I´m too old
Magazines
I could buy you all
And feel nothing,
I see planes taking off
And i know where they´ll be landing
Cab lines
Still make me cry
Junkyards
Abandondes plastic cups,
Move me no more
Long Ago
My smile has being ageing



quiero.

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