No men land (tierra de nadie)

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Sobre mi

"Vitrina personal donde escribo mis pensamientos, reflexiones, acciones, incoherencias y contradicciones. El espacio, así como su dueño se encuentran en reconstrucción "

My mess... Sunday, February 05, 2006 | Deja tu mensaje despues del tono...

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There was a time when I had nothing to explain
oh, this mess i have made
but then things got complicated
my innocence has all but faded
oh, this mess i have made

and I don´t believe in god
so i can´t be saved
all alone as i´ve learned to be
in this mess I have made

extracto de Mess de Ben Folds Five

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