Chica Invisible. : Todo raro

martes, 4 de marzo de 2014

Todo raro

Ayer, 4/3, fue el cumpleaños de mi mamá, fui al cementerio y todo,no llore... Vimos placas a ver que onda y vamos a comprar cosas "lindas" para ese nicho, le pusieron muchas flores.
Llore solo en el colectivo,pensando que, no la puedo abrazar ni en su cumpleaños. No quiero amargarme pensando que en mi cumpleaños de 15 va a estar ausente...

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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?...