Me detengo en ese punto
De no regreso
Y me pregunto
Que ruta he de seguir
No importa cual elija
Sera una hacia el futuro
No una hacia el pasado...
Ese ya esta olvidado!
Bilingual Blog about poetry, short stories and some random pondering about life, culture and love as I understand it.
Shattered in pieces Over the cold dark floor Lays like a broken glass Red pieces of my broken heart I had it broken many times before And m...
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