I am not nothing. Never will I be nothing. I cannot want to be nothing. Aside from this, I have in me all the dreams of the world.
Italy
March 21, 2008
I have seen it already you, you were in the midst of all of the words
Did you ever managed to say.
You were in the midst of a life that could go but
Not know where ...
We have seen it done with the mirror games
And you hurry to be great
And then want to go back when we can not.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you where it is cold
Is the place where nobody has ever entered
What you are not.
I have seen it already you were in the midst of all your excuses
Without knowing for what.
You were among those who says "choose" or slutty or bride.
We have seen ashamed of your mother
Pieces to make your surname
Always without disturbing that you never know.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you that hold off
Is the place where no one ever arrives
What you are not.
We have seen it stay behind too mascara
Behind another hair you were behind a fear
Who do not ever leave.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you where it is cold
Is the place where nobody has ever entered.
What ...
Did you ever managed to say.
You were in the midst of a life that could go but
Not know where ...
We have seen it done with the mirror games
And you hurry to be great
And then want to go back when we can not.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you where it is cold
Is the place where nobody has ever entered
What you are not.
I have seen it already you were in the midst of all your excuses
Without knowing for what.
You were among those who says "choose" or slutty or bride.
We have seen ashamed of your mother
Pieces to make your surname
Always without disturbing that you never know.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you that hold off
Is the place where no one ever arrives
What you are not.
We have seen it stay behind too mascara
Behind another hair you were behind a fear
Who do not ever leave.
What would you
What you are not you are not
But I am here and if you just
What you are not, you will not be
Just me.
There is a place inside you where it is cold
Is the place where nobody has ever entered.
What ...
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