That is the question...
To die.. To keep...
To go on… To resist...
To let…. To allow...
To love... To hate...
To forgive... forget...
To die...
A veces, no encontramos las palabras necesarias para expresar lo que sentimos
martes, 25 de mayo de 2010
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A hardened heart, knows no soft soul; Collectively calloused, and cringingly cold; troubled with trusting, a torment untold; fastened by fear, as life unfolds. - A quatrain by Ralston Sterling
A hardened heart, knows no soft soul; Collectively calloused, and cringingly cold; troubled with trusting, a torment untold; fastened by fear, as life unfolds. - A quatrain by Ralston Sterling
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