Gente loca.

miércoles, 11 de mayo de 2011


If you fall, I will catch you
When you’re lost, I’ll be there soon
Far away, but of course near
When you’re sad, I’m always here

Thank you for saving me from my self
Your compassion became it's own hell
Unequally beautiful inside and out
Without a doubt

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