The clock the 6:23. the past thirst, and is an athlete with no feet. as are the and the body of the minute happened. I said well you live here you it or not. and home the nostalgia in my head. and the 6 to 50. Who you that I was the that once dreamed. Who you voltearías my future down. as are the 7:16, and the body of the that happened. I said I ruined strategy, is not only going to learn to alone, if you are ... The is nothing, a of stories, buried in graves, some memories.
like in the wound, I miss the the clock. are the of time, of moments not again. no clock to back. As spending the in which you're not already. as it costs to with things that do not back more. as are the and the body of the that happened, makes fun of my desire to The photo you stopped on the bureau. my solitude is revenge. The of time put on my cushion, Hence you find it is no good.
like salt in the I the life the clock. are the of time, of moments not again. no back to back. Minutes fun of me, fury of the sea, minutes of a passenger train is not going anywhere, minutes or of salt, of a fire in the skin, minutes who come and go without saying, minutes hurt me without you, that do not pay pension, the dying of yesterday will form the battalion, minutes to the light, minutes that I faith, minutes while tenants can time, enjoyed minutes, minutes did not take place, minutes crashed in my ... are camicaces of God