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Eres..Tú eres la luz de mi lámpara, el calor de mi sol.
Tú eres el olor fresco, eterno de mi rosa, eres mio con mi attención amorosa.
Cuando pienso de tí no tengo palabras, soy muda, tratando de decir algo de ese nivel de perfección.
Lo se que soy alguien difícil de manejar o entender, perdóname por no ser perfecta.
Pero yo trato de ser alguien; que tú conozca, que puedas confiar.
Yo te amo, te quiero y te adoro. Nunca falles de recordar eso.
Heartbroken....It all started in a sewage tunnel. I saw a dim green light at the end and so I decided to walk towards it. I couldn't comprehend of what I saw...
My friends, past and present lovers, and my family were scattered along the walls of the sewer..there were tunnels, at least three more. I felt sick to my stomach so I tried to run back but the tunnel I went through was blocked by shadows..shadows of my worst fears.
I went to the right instead. I saw a man, pale with bright blue eyes and a dark shade all around them. He had long black hair and he was covered in bloody bandages. He had long claws as if he was some sort of mutant...he growled as he came close to me.
I ran to the opposite side and saw a mirror in my way. My reflection looked evil...I had red eyes and my skin was gray with black blood leaking from my lips..I couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to run..she slowly slid out of the mirror, reaching for me, but I was reaching for something else..a rock. I slammed the mirror and she s
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