we chase misprinted lies We face the path of time and yet I figth and yet I figth this battle all alone No one to cry to No place to call home oooh... oooh... oooh... oooh... My gift of self is raped My privacy is raked Repeating in my head IfI can´t be my own I´d feel better dead oooh... oooh... oooh... oooh...
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ola, k la estes pasando de lo mas chver...
haver cuando te reportas...un abrazote a la distancia...muchos besos...
hay nos vidrios...cuidate mucho..^0^