he was in love with her
or at least she tought so
she was broken hearted
maybe he was too
neither of them knew.
she was way too hot to handle
he was way too high to try
he couldn't even see her
he wouldn't open his eyes
she was on her way to the stars
he didn't say goodbye.
she looked back from her future
and shed a few tears
he looked into his past
and actually felt fear
for both of them
the answers - would never he everclear
don't ask questions now
do that later
she brings joy
he brings Shakespeare
it's almost a tragedy
says she
don't endanger me
don't endanger me
he really can't answer her
he's afraid of her
he's hiding from her
and he knows - that he's hurting her
she tells the truth
she writes about it
she's an informer
he's an x-lover
there's nothing there for her
she's already gone
there's nothing that can stop her
she was just flying
thru the clouds
where he saw her...
she was just making her way
to the stars
when he lost her.
A poem by Stevie Nicks
Si fuera más guapa y un poco más lista,
si fuera especial, si fuera de revista,
tendría el valor de cruzar el vagón
y preguntarte quién eres.
Jueves- La oreja de Van Gogh.
No esperes a que los demás decidan por ti. Haz todo aquello que siempre has querido hacer, pero por miedo a "el que dirán" no has podido realizar.
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Es asombroso que no haya abandonado todos mis ideales. Parecen muy absurdos y poco prácticos, y sin embargo me aferro a ellos porque todavía creo, a pesar de todo, que la gente es realmente buena en el fondo de su corazón .
Anne Frank