Amor… es aquel que nos hace temblar, es aquel que nos hace reír, es aquel que nos hace feliz, es aquel que nos hace sufrir, pero sobre todo, es aquel que nos hace renacer. Odio que alimenta a la furia y promueve a la ira. Odio… profesor del rencor y enemigo del perdón. El destino los une, ellos se complementan. Amor y Odio, siameses perfectos .

domingo, 10 de abril de 2011

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting throught the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
Do you ever feel already buried deep
Six feet under scream
But no one seems to hear a thing
Do you know that there's still a chance for you
Cause there's a
spark in you
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
Cause baby you're a firework
Come on show 'em what you're worth
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
As you shoot across the sky-y-y
Baby you're a firework
Come on let your colors burst
Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!"
You're gunna leave 'em fallin' down-own-own .

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