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Amigos w/ Common Interests
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And here I am again, perhaps...
listening to my own shouts, thinking in that I will be tomorrow...
Then that I felt, I died. And here I am again, perhaps...
suplicando your words, cheering my glances...
Then that I dreamed, I fell. Damn silence...
If someday some glances or vague words were crossed,
I want that you know that I felt too much,
that you were long time in me...
That for a moment, I thought that would return to be happy...
simply that you would feel. You closed to me,
you silenced to me, you killed to me... But...
Still there is no answer...
I hoped to you...
You do not know whatever...
I am single somebody that does not have identity,
I am single somebody that cannot olvidarte.
Single I am...
That he will not return to be like before,perfectly...
*Single it is a dream* |
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