Saturday, March 14, 2009

Rent Indian Lenghatoronto

Extraño (tu voz)

Only one, and was, in dementia and the door, I saw, (and now). Is infinite silence.

is infinite silence, to tell of his voice tired, the lextalionis the world and your eye for an eye I do not know how it ends. One reason for life plus a strange feeling, and wet shoes ... one, two, three, waltz limits on second cheese on your skin and keeps unsafe.

There is a God and there, then the same is absurd. There is a silence, and not only infinite desires of falling into the hunger scathing insults. and fall and keep falling, and silence and continue to fall, at the edge of their skin, where the rivers, silence is kept infinite.

saw pain, shattered his skin, and lay buried, he decided not to wake, but the silence was infinite, caused by his smile, and moments, but the life ending, silence retorts and returns to life somewhat. After everything is absurd.

"Someone knows something that strange-

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