Chica Invisible. : Mi fantasía:

sábado, 21 de septiembre de 2013

Mi fantasía:

Siempre tuve el sueño de ser alta, como las torres gemelas y que un día venga una musulmana negra envidiosa que sea terrorista, me choque y que explote todo y fin.

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Beam me up.

There's a whole n'other conversation going on, In a paralel universe, Where nothing breaks and nothing hurts. There's a waltz playing frozen in time. Blades of grass on tiny bare feet, I look at you and you're looking at me. Could you beam me up? Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it, Probably just stare, happy just to be there holding your face. /> Beam me up, Let me be lighter, tired of being a fighter, I think, a minute's enough, Just beam me up. Some black birds soaring in the sky, Barely a breath, I caught one last sight Tell me that was you, saying goodbye, There are times I feel the shiver and cold, It only happens when I'm on my own, I tell ya, tell me, I'm not alone Could you beam me up? Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it, I'd probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face. Beam me up, Let me be lighter, tired of being a fighter, I think, a minute's enough, Just beam me up. In my head I see your baby blues I hear your voice and I, I break in two and now there's, One of me, with you So when I need you can i send you a sign I'll burn a candle and turn off the lights I'll pick a star and watch you shine Just beam me up Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it, Probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face. Beam me up, Let me be lighter, tired of being a fighter, I think, a minute's enough, Beam me up, Beam me up, Beam me up... Could you beam me up?...