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