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amapola
yo se que es mucho mas divertido compartir con los amigos,
soñando mil aventuras, haciendo mil travesuras,
aunque nos peleemos se que nos queremos igual.
soñando mil aventuras, haciendo mil travesuras,
aunque nos peleemos se que nos queremos igual.
lunes, 13 de abril de 2009
domingo, 12 de abril de 2009
jueves, 9 de abril de 2009
viernes, 3 de abril de 2009
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martes, 31 de marzo de 2009

So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong Hold me when I'm scared And love me when I'm gone Everything I am And everything you need I'll also be the one You wanted me to be I'll never let you down Even if I could I'd give up everything If only for your good So hold me when I'm here Love me when I'm wrong You can hold me when I'm scared You won't always be there So love me when I'm gone Love me when I'm gone...
She's a Rebel. She's a rebel. She's a saint. She's salt of the earth and she's dangerous. She's a rebel. Vigilante. Missing link on the brink of destruction. From Chicago to Toronto she's the one that they call old whatsername. She's the symbol of resistance and she's holding on my heart like a hand grenade is she dreaming what I'm thinking is she the mother of all bombs gonna detonate is she trouble like I'm trouble make it a double twist of fate or a melody that sings the revolution the dawning of our lives she brings the liberation that I just cant define nothing comes to mind. She's a rebel. She's a saint. She's salt of the earth and she's dangerous. She's a rebel. Vigilante. Missing link on the brink of destruction. She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous She's a rebel, She's a rebel, She's a rebel, And she's dangerous
Marzo 30

I used to think that I was strong until the day it all went wrong. I think I need a miracle to make it through, yeah. I wish that I could bring you back. I wish that I could turn back time 'cuz I can't let go. I just find my way, yeah, without you I just can't find my way. In a perfect world this could never happen. In a perfect world you'd still be here.
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