ahora que recuerdo...
no sé si llevabas lentes..?? acaso nunca te mire a los ojos??
es más!!..que ropa usabas??
tenias acaso el cabello más corto o más largo?...
carajo!! tengo 3 teorias de porke No me acuerdo.
1) soy sumamante distraida y estaba más preocupada de cuanto varo llevaba o como regresaria a mi hogar que en fijarme en detalles..
2) quiza,,ya no me importa como te veas.
3)estaba demasiado cerca de ti,para poder notar lo evidente!!..
AHORA PIENSO SI ESAS COSAS TAN EVIDENTES SE ME VAN??...imagina tdo lo que has tratado de decir que No me permito escuchar?.
jueves, 21 de febrero de 2008
martes, 19 de febrero de 2008
lunes, 18 de febrero de 2008
TOÑA
Antonia es muy tonta!.
porke insiste en lastimarse.
Antonia sabe que Pedro no la quiere.
Pedro sabe que a Antonia le duele-
PEDRO PIENSA EN ella,pero ella que no es antonia
Antonia se miente pensando que pedro la quiere a ella-
Antonia busca a Pepe que si no es igual es parecido a Pedro
Pepe tiene problemas pero antonia no esta en sus planes,
Antonia lo sabe pero se resigna.
y me pregunto ANTONIA PORQUE NO QUIERES A ANTONIA?-
porke insiste en lastimarse.
Antonia sabe que Pedro no la quiere.
Pedro sabe que a Antonia le duele-
PEDRO PIENSA EN ella,pero ella que no es antonia
Antonia se miente pensando que pedro la quiere a ella-
Antonia busca a Pepe que si no es igual es parecido a Pedro
Pepe tiene problemas pero antonia no esta en sus planes,
Antonia lo sabe pero se resigna.
y me pregunto ANTONIA PORQUE NO QUIERES A ANTONIA?-
viernes, 8 de febrero de 2008
LOSING MY RELIGION
LIFE IS BIGGER.
IT´S BIGGER THAN YOU,
AND YOU ARE NOT ME.
THE LENGTHS THAT I WILL GO TO,
THE DISTANCE IN YOUR EYES.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I SET IT UP.
THAT´S ME IN THE CORNER.
THAT´S ME IN THE SPOTLIGHT,
LOSING MY RELIGION,
TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH YOU.
AND I DON´T KNOW IF I CAN DO IT.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I HAVEN´T SAID ENOUGH.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU LAUGHING.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU SING.
I THINK I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TRY.
EVERY WHISPER
OF EVERY WAKING HOUR
I´M CHOOSING MY CONFESSIONS,
TRYING TO KEEP AN EYE ON YOU,
LIKE A HURT, LOST AND BLINDED FOOL.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I SET IT UP.
CONSIDER THIS
THE HINT OF THE CENTURY.
CONSIDER THIS
THE SLIP THAT BROUGHT ME
TO MY KNEES, FAILED.
WHAT IF ALL THESE FANTASIES
COME FLAILING AROUND.
NOW I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU LAUGHING.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU SING.
I THINK I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TRY.
BUT THAT WAS JUST A DREAM,
THAT WAS JUST A DREAM
IT´S BIGGER THAN YOU,
AND YOU ARE NOT ME.
THE LENGTHS THAT I WILL GO TO,
THE DISTANCE IN YOUR EYES.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I SET IT UP.
THAT´S ME IN THE CORNER.
THAT´S ME IN THE SPOTLIGHT,
LOSING MY RELIGION,
TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH YOU.
AND I DON´T KNOW IF I CAN DO IT.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I HAVEN´T SAID ENOUGH.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU LAUGHING.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU SING.
I THINK I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TRY.
EVERY WHISPER
OF EVERY WAKING HOUR
I´M CHOOSING MY CONFESSIONS,
TRYING TO KEEP AN EYE ON YOU,
LIKE A HURT, LOST AND BLINDED FOOL.
OH, NO, I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I SET IT UP.
CONSIDER THIS
THE HINT OF THE CENTURY.
CONSIDER THIS
THE SLIP THAT BROUGHT ME
TO MY KNEES, FAILED.
WHAT IF ALL THESE FANTASIES
COME FLAILING AROUND.
NOW I´VE SAID TOO MUCH.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU LAUGHING.
I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU SING.
I THINK I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TRY.
BUT THAT WAS JUST A DREAM,
THAT WAS JUST A DREAM
domingo, 3 de febrero de 2008
Estoy harta de estar harta
Estoy harta de los cínicos
que nunca se avergüenzan
Estoy harta de estar harta, también
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