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Colon, Entre Rios, Argentina
A ver... no tengo forma de describirme. Soy lo que soy. Original, creativa, amante de los libros y las películas. Acá encontraras un popurri de cosas. Entre sentimientos, emociones, enojos y enamoramientos. Hasta el ultimo vídeo que vi y el ultimo libro que leí. Es un poco de mi vida. Un poco de todo y un poco de nada.

12 nov. 2010


Well there’s three versions of this story mine, yours and  then the truth
And we can put it down to circumstance, our childhood, then our youth. Out of some sentimental gain I wanted you to feel my pain,  but it came back return to sender I read your mind and trie to call, my tears could fill  the Albert Hall, is this the sound of sweet surrende?What a shame we never listened I told you through the television And all that went away was the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way Oh what a shame. So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus And with your poster 30 foot at the back of Toys-R-Us I wrote a letter in my mind, but the words were so unkind,  about a man I can’t remember I don’t recall the reasons why, I must have meant them at the time, is this the sound of sweet surrender? What a shame we never listened I told you through the television And all that went away was the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way And that’s how they stay Oh what a shame. Words come easy, when they’re true. So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus And with your poster 30 foot at the back of Toys-R-Us Now we can put it down to circumstance, our childhood then our youth. What a shame we never listened I told you through the television And all that went away was the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way And that’s how they stay Oh what a shame. People spend a lifetime this wa Oh what a shame Such a shame, what a shame