ratamram

ijole, yo se que no soy el más activo en wattpad, pero pq mrd me aparecen notis de los comentarios que hacen las personas que sigo y me siguen, adios q rareza

ratamram

     «You're headed for heaven, the sweet old hereafter
                             and I've got one foot in the door
                  but before I can fly up, I've loose ends to tie up.
            
                           Right here, in the old therebefore.
                      and I'll be along when I've finished my song.
          
                            When I've shut down the band
                              When I've paid all my debts
                                   When I have no regrets.
          
                             Right here, in the old therebefore
                                When nothing is left anymore 
                                        and I'll catch you up.
          
                                  When I've emptied my cup
                               When I've worn-out my friends
                              When I've burned out both ends 
                                 When I've cried all my tears 
                               When I've conquered my fears.
          
                            Right here, in the old therebefore
                               When nothing is left anymore
                                       and I'll bring the news.
          
                                When I've danced off my shoes
                                 When my body's closed down 
                                 When my boat's run aground 
                                   When I've tallied the score
                                      and I'm flat on the floor.
          
                            Right here, in the old therebefore 
                              When nothing is left anymore.
          
                                    When I'm pure like a dove 
                                 When I've learned how to love.
          
                              Right here, in the old therebefore
                                When nothing is left anymore... »
          
                                                                            — Lucy Gray Baird.
          "Los Juegos del Hambre: Balada de Pájaros cantores y Serpientes."