jueves, 28 de octubre de 2010

When you're at the end of the road
And you lost all sense of control,
And you're thoughts have
taken their toll. When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul.
Your faith walks on broken glass
And the hangover doesn't pass
Nothing's ever built to last
you're in ruins.

2 comentarios:

  1. [la naturaleza no queda dentro de tu cuarto]
    poemas independientes...