miércoles, 29 de abril de 2009

Hoy - yoH

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.ojepse la emrarim a ivlov ,sam acnun orep ,acnun aíd leuqa edseD .libéd omuh ed atulov anu ne emritrevnoc atsaH .sám otiuqop nu odnuges adac etratisecen a ecepme ...

...etneper ed ...heee ,mmm ...

...etneper ed ...

...etneper ed odnauc secnotne euF .adiv ed nabatser em euq soña 0001 somixorp sol rop recah a abi soinomed euq ,odaelos aíd leuqa ,odnasnep oy abartnocne eM

Me encontraba yo pensando, aquel día apenas soleado, que demonios iba a hacer por los proximos 1000 años que me restaban de vida. Fue entonces cuando de repente...

... de repente...

... mmm, eeeh... de repente...

... empece a necesitarte cada segundo un poquito más. Hasta convertirme en una voluta de humo débil. Desde aquel día nunca, pero nunca más, volvi a mirarme al espejo.

Fin.

lunes, 6 de abril de 2009

Viscera Eyes

Por cuando te vi enfermo con mentiras este ladron cuenta se dio, trapa mal hecho de trampas te lo juro que yo si te mato, y con cada dia que se pase recuerdate quien era el mas poderoso. Don't let me, don't let me go, there is a venom in numerical lies, your convalescent thornsare but a crown of magnets, they fold the shakes inside that third glass eye, come on and give it to me come on and die. In your viscera eyes cateracts close the blinds, let me let comfort come drown by your side. Hay mi hija no me llores porque yo te quito de esta cruz, a noche te vi caminando sin la alma de tu cuerpo en los brasos; sin luz. Stains fall into the brick wall severed, four of them were watching while the other three did hide the culprit spat the seed from a podium of glass shattering the sigil that you thought was deitized. Don't let me, don't let me go, there is a venom in numerical lies, your convalescent thorns are but a crown of maggots, they rot the shakes inside that third glass eye. Come on and give it to me, come on and die. In your viscera eyes cateracts close the blinds, let me let comfort come drown by your side. In your viscera eyes cateracts close the blinds, let me let comfort come drown by your side. Waiti've seen the arc shake from your mnemonic tongue, but the braille that you weave of itself, it shall read aloudyes it willi said, she's falling, she's still falling. But no one wants to comeshe's crawling, she's still crawling on your burial ground, she's falling, she's still falling but no one wants to comei said, she's crawling, she's still crawling on your burial ground.

themarsvolta.