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I got nothing ma, to live up to
"Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers."- Isaac Asimov
it's al'right ma, i'm only dying
I got nothing ma, to live up to
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- the penitent man shall pass
- lost in tokyo metro
- Lives in eternity's sunrise
- It's always dark,
- Or we wouldn't need light
- Still nowhere to go.
- Blue Rondo A La Turk
- Dear Prudence, won´t you come out to play?
- Nothing to do to save his life, call his wife
- It was an April morning when they told us we shoul...
- Chale Co.
- Los tres infiernos
- For desecration and the lover's night
- Have you any idea were I was at your age? I was wo...
- Sacrifice and Bliss
- El Sol de Breda
- Look upon my shirt, ye mighty, and despair.
- twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
- Take Five
- Los Expatriados
2 comentarios:
As I turn to you
you smiled at me
how could we say no
namas que no se hacen grandes
muy bonito pero si, no se pueden apreciar bien, se necesita una solución pronta y eficaz
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