10 diciembre 2011

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through 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? 6 feet under screams 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.
Baila como si nadie te estuviera viendo. Canta como si nadie te estuviera oyendo. Ama como si nunca te hubieran lastimado. Vive como si el Cielo estuviera en la Tierra.
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