"...la escritura puede ser mi guardia o mi jardín, depende del estado de ánimo que esté pasando. Para el dolor, es mi guardia."
2.15.2011
I run to you
I run from hate, I run from prejudice
I run from pessimists, but I run too late
I run my life or is it running me, run from my past
I run too fast or too slow it seems...
When lies become the truth
That's when I run to you
This world keeps spinning faster
Into a new disaster so I run to you, I run to you baby
When it all starts coming undone
Baby, you're the only one I run to, I run to you
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