Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Life was at its most beautiful. I became convinced that my life-long search had come to an end. I finally loved and felt loved.
Then, a sudden death became my fate. It so turned out that all along I had been terribly misled. The damage was unforeseen, and the resulting wound incurable. I never expected a world of hurt. I had been made a fool.
No sé porque no fuiste sincera.
Cuando todo era más bonito
Me hiciste sentir por fin amado
Este es para mí el día mas triste
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