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No creo que se llame imaginación, simplemente me gusta mirar hacia un costado y ver más de lo que observo.
Se acabaron todos esos meses en los que daba por sentado que me consideraba un ser maravilloso. Por fin me ve como soy en realidad:violenta, desconfiada, manipuladora y letal.
Y lo odio por ello
May the odds be ever in your favor

6 de junio de 2012

Don't cry to me
If you loved me, you would be here with me
If you love me, come find me.
Make up your mind

Should've let you fall, lose it all,
so maybe you can remember yourself
Can't keep believing
We're only deceiving ourselves
and I'm sick of the lie.
and you're too late.

Couldn't take the blame
Must be exhausting to lose your own game
No wonder you're jaded
You can't play the victim this time
And you're too late

You never call me when you're sober
You only want it because it's over, It's over.

How could I have burned paradise?
How could I? You were never mine.

So don't cry to me, 
If you loved me you would be here with me,
don't lie to me, just get your things
I've made up your mind.

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