sábado, 15 de septiembre de 2007

... La luz oscura de tus ojos se plasmaron en mi memoria, jamas olvidare tu gloria, jamas habran otros besos de amor ...

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Sugus verde dijo...

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

Mrs. Waif dijo...

¬¬ freak!

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