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Cold Storm

A year? One more day? I do not care. A tear more.
A you do not care why I cry and I do not care why you laugh. I hide in your blue eyes as you slip the dress trying to convince me that this is what I want. You whisper in my ear so I think you want to hear and let me undress so they do not see anything. Our bodies come together as I traveled thousands of miles to go back to ask those questions to which they give up looking for answers. After the storm, I embrace you without feeling your skin, trying to get out repressed memories tearing my heart. Back to whisper a lie you do not need when you close your eyes. Watch your head on my chest while sleeping and that furtive tear if he slips through your hair.
I have to go.

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Nieva

A snowflake fell on my window, keeping its beauty just a second before you melt and slide down the ledge, like a drop of water, getting dirty, falling to suelo.Como me. When I fall in these beds, which are never you. That

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AND ONE YEAR HAS PASSED FROM THE EXILE

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A year is Christmas ... will have Christmas decorations out of the closet and sprucing up the blog again ... but. For what? ... do not come here and eagles, I say eagles ... vultures and scavengers. This is as dead as the sea of \u200b\u200bthat name, is that since the twenty-fifth anniversary this has fallen from an exaggerated form. Let us hope that one day rise from the ashes and will again see the light internet user. Meanwhile we will be dropping the odd news, so you do not miss the blog.

a greeting, udo udo udo udo ..... There are even echoes and all. period. period. period ....

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More of the same

pungent, so familiar, in saliva,
the overwhelming chest tightness,
the body without force, limp,
tears are not enough output,
those ideas that are repeated every so often,
the desire to sleep for days,
irrational denial of what is known,
this need for solitude and silence,
disillusionment reflected in the look, voice
hidden in the throat
not inflame the pride that almost nothing will
as last hope. Your

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cold lips on my neck
make me forget that I love you,
Undergoing a frantic desire ,
almost lost intensity.
quench my thirst in pleasure of your mouth, sand drinking
this mirage.
impatient, intoxicated,
escaping forward well what does not. Hoping that when I finish

can follow your path.

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Oasis are you kidding me

with the innocence of love that never has and rage that has lost everything. I cry when I next want without fear of ridicule. I tremble at the laugh of it is so clear. Childbirth my knuckles against the back wall of the frustration in me, always late, at the right time. Weakness disgusts me that I take, even though they know me better. No hate wasting no time. Aces kick the ground to be defeated in the game where winning is as absurd as not trying. I dream of a glory that is presented as achievable as empty. I hide in apathy while the justifications for not fall. I feel I could be the one when I feel alone.
And despite everything you need.

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Dear friends, time to rule and no hereby presage the most terrible news ... but everything is just that, a terrible omen, because the Fila La Munton, is like every year on the ball .... Hangover past 25 years (but Ed Helms of the good ones) we have to go give little by little about it ... For now that the holidays 2009 have been most and we hope that 2010 will bring us the best for all festive Petrel and other festive populations of "boundary." Thus, we express our desire and we challenge you to future visits to our website or blog in which we will inform you on time (I hope) of events most significant of our dearest Row.

Hope to see you soon at this place ... Of time in case we forget, next meeting in November "Festa dels capitans 2009 "....

a hug to "cough"

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PASODOBLE "LA Munton, 25 years old I MOLT MES" DINNER



Author / Composer: Tomás Pérez Santonja
Music: Midi
Lyrics: Antonio Navarro Gonzálvez
Owners: The SAL Munton y2
Producer: The Munton Productions
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MONTH-END FABRIC

few months ago (November exactly) The Munton has been making a consistent food festivals in the preparation of a dinner by one of its members for all their components, that if paid to cleavage among those attending the banquet.

The next meeting will be on Thursday February 26 and the thing promises to be entertaining because of the proximity of the Moors and Christians and the end of the winter period we had lethargic ... so soon return to the load.

See ....

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GO!!

It's been almost a month since my last blog entry and this is more stationary than cibeles ... is that every day takes us by the hand and routine prevents us from realizing the little things that we

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