Por: Ramón "Pollo" Roche
Two, three, or maybe four minutes, hours, days, months, or years will maybe pass for me to forgive you...
You think that you can come here and claim this your own?,
My feelings, my power, my blood thirsting mouth?...
Why you want so badly to hurt me?, when you know I have a need to love you?,
you make me so fucking happy and when you leave... I don't even wanna remember that,
IT HURTS,
and I don't want to ever feel pain again,
coming from you, or anyone...
This is WRONG,
I don't have a need to be here,
you don't have a need to read this,
but maybe when you do, you will realize I DID loved you, and I DID wanted you to marry me,
maybe to have little kids that could eat worms and kill barbies with a hammer...
All I wanted is that you started to look inside of me,
but now is to late,
now I am empty and I'm so full of anger...
Thank you.
Yo era diferente.
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