martes, 20 de diciembre de 2011

As the smoke clears I awaken and untangle you from me



You can take everything  I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!!!!



All my windows still are broken but I'am standing on my feet
















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