CineArteMusica

A true love of mine.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long, if it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, that's the way I remember her best.
I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed in the darkness of my night, in the brightness of my day.
So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Año Nuevo

...y después de todo es un Diario.
Y si quiero empezarlo y nunca terminarlo cuál es el problema?
todos tenemos que tener algo que hacemos mal, y no casi nunca termino lo que empiezo. Y?
Ah. Ya me parecía que no tenías nada que decir.
Ah.
Thought nº 1207835 by at

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