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Quiero y quiero no querer...


Quiero, y lo quiero mucho, pero también, y mayor cantidad muy seguramente, a la vez, quiero tanto, pero tanto, el no querer, no quiero querer y quiero dejar a las cosas al tiempo, al olvido, a pesar de que se que eso no me servira de nada al corto y mediano plazo, pero no importa, no caere, no quiero caer...
Disculpen si de pronto no paresco estar bien parado, pero creanme, creeme, estoy en la tierra, luchando por no elevarme absolutamente, nada aqui estoy, como he estado desde hace tiempo, luchando, luchando con mi mente, luchando con mi subconciente, luchando con mis sentimientos, luchando con mis pensamientos, luchando con mis impulsos, luchando con mis acciones, luchando...
¿Por qué siento que he estado perdiendo?







***Just ask me, I will tell YOU anything and everything, I'm on my knees before you***

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World So Cold


album: The End Of All Things To Come
by: Mudvayne

When passion's lost, And all the trust is gone,
Way too far, for way too long
Children crying, cast out and neglected,
Only in a world so cold, only in a world this cold
Hold the hand of your best friend,
Look into their eyes,
Then watch them drift away
Some might say, we've done the wrong things,
For way too long, for way too long

Fever inside the storm,
So I'm turning away,
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending out the wounds of us

Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
Circumstances of a world so cold

Burning whispers, remind me of the days,
I was left alone, in a world this cold
Guilty of the same things, provoked by the cause,
I've left alone, in a world so cold

Fever inside the storm,
So I'm turning away,
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending out the wounds of us

Keep your thorns
'Cause I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
Circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away,
Away from the names
(Calling your names)
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Circumstances of a world so cold

Why does everyone feel like my enemy,
Don't want any part of depression or
Darkness, I've had enough,
Sick and tired, bring the sun, or I'm gone,
Or I'm gone

I'm backing out, I'm no pawn,
No mother-fucking slave to this,
Never lied
Never left
Never lived
Never loved
Never lost
Never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
Anything,

Backing out, giving up, no mother-fucking
Slave to this,
Never lied
Never left
Never lived
Never loved
Never lost
Never hurt
Never worry about being me, or anyone else
Not a care, no concern, don't give a shit about
Anything,

I need to find a darkened corner,
A lightless corner,
Where it's safer and calmer,

I'm turning away
Away from the name
(Calling your names)
Away from the stones
(Throw sticks and stones)
'Cause I'm through mending out the wounds of us

I'm running away,
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Away from the space
(Hate this head space)
Circumstances of a world so cold

I'm flying, I'm flying away,
Away from the names
(Calling your names)
Away from the games
(Fucking head games)
Circumstances of a world so cold



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What if I scream?


¿Recuerdan el sentimiento de extrañar a alguien?
¿Recuerdan el sentimiento de querer ver a alguien con tantas ganas?
¿Recuerdan como se sintieron al momento de saber de ese alguien?
Recuerdos que se viven hoy en día...

¿Qué pasaria si se dicen algo ahora?, justo ahora... ¿que pasaria?
Las ganas de gritar no se quitan...

Platicas, pensamientos, escritos, demaciadas cosas relacionadas y que otras personas seguiran el circulo vicioso, bonito el sentimiento, pero terrorifico a veces, de miedo...

¿Recuerdan?

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Tiempo.


Y el tiempo ha pasado... el tiempo y sucesos han pasado, no hay mucho que decir sin que gane un sentimiento, o un resentimiento, este semestre ha sido una locura, ha sido interminable, a solo semana y media, parece un mes de distancia, las situaciones ya no son las mismas, las relaciones ya no son las mismas, los grupos son diferentes, los contextos son diferentes, y las personas, casi las mismas, no hay protagonismos, no hay nada de que sentirse orgullosos, las teorias vuelan y sobran, ¿abra la necesidad de dar explicación a sentimientos?, ¿a situaciones?, el pasado es pasado y nada ya hay que hacer, solo enfocarse en el futuro, y en el futuro cercano en el que abran sucesos importantes y trancendentales tal vez, pues para el regreso del semestre, las cosas serán diferentes y muy probablemente para mal... el supuesto "amor" de diferentes formas ha causado demaciados estragos ya, y a demaciadas personas, pero ¿como combatirlo?, ¿como ignorarlo?, ya no se puede ignorar, ya se ignoro demaciado tiempo, ¿y ahora?... ¿Qué hacer?, bueno hay planes, y se llevaran a cabo...

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Bring the trials!


This is too much already…
I can’t… I can’t…
I feel like shit…
I don’t have what you need…
I feel so stupid, so sorry for having this…
I don’t deserve meting you…
I don’t deserve any kind of friendship that I may have with…

Maybe I should end up,
Make the mistake now,
Be the asshole now,
I should end this misery to pass right away to the next,
Bring the trials! Now I don’t care, if I’m going to ruin everything,
Maybe I should do it once, stop the bullshit,
Maybe I should just go away, take this with me,

I almost see a tear coming last night… I just hit bottom…

WHY???, why does this happen?,
It’s real; it’s honest, but…
But is just making pain on me,
At least I’m not causing pain… right?

I’m almost there my friend of misery,
Try not to wait for me, but I’ll be there were you are or were you been…

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About to explote!!!


I promised to stop,
And I really shouldn't be doing this,
But... man, I really suck,
Now, more than ever, I'm waiting for the trials,
It's decided, there be trials, but, I'm more than nervous...

There is so much that I want to scream,
But is just a signal,
I'm losing my senses,
I can't think clear enough,
I'm going blind, and I realize that...

Oh my poor brain...

I feel hurt even before I get hurt,
'Cuz, let's face it, I'm gone get hurt,
But here I am, waiting...

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