27.6.06

Hands are bruised from breaking rocks all day...





... Aint find the way of kill me yet.... the rooster.... The day she call my name....Is she ready to know my frustration... proving youre a fake... I gave this part of me for you... I feel so alone... then we die young... If I would could you?

Significan demasiado, me ha dolido un poco y he echado de menos a Layne, claro.

2 Comments:

Blogger DaliaNegra said...

Un beso y curasana,Mr.Oddball;))

27 junio, 2006 12:43  
Blogger OddBall said...

Gracias!

27 junio, 2006 14:57  

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