domingo, 11 de agosto de 2013

La Vida***




A man who speaks and does,
is like a garden full of weeds.

And when the weeds begin to grow, it is like a garden full of snow.

And when the snow begins to fall,
It is like a bird in the wall.

And when the bird finally flies,
It is like an eagle in the sky.

And when the sky starts to thunder, it's like a lion at the door.

And when the door start to sag, it's like a stab in the back.

And when his back started to hurt, it's like a knife in your heart.

And when your heart starts to bleed, you're dead.
And dead

And really dead.















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