

when nobody can listen...A name. This Word given just to you, Makes you important, Makes you Real.when nobody can listen...
Do you know how it feels,
To be just a little garbage? The sense of you own life, Going out through your fingers. So slowly,
It escapes from the bottom.
Where´s my name? Can´t find it.
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I don't have to have an ambition if my everyday life is rewarding...lazy way of saying I don't have a goal.
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Yes, I wanted to see you. Even an illusion of you. That's why I came here.
The faint disco music and ambient sense of get funky could only mean one thing
Me gustan tus fotiños, eres algo gore, y eso mola xD
En fin, yo tb te watcheo, asi mantenemos el contacto tb por aquí.
Kissus!
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Recuérdame, y tu auténtico yo también, y en lo que debes convertirte. En la que nos conducirá al paraíso con las manos manchadas de sangre...
-Gabe
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Imagination to the world
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