Wednesday, February 27, 2008

¡Si me han de enterrar mañana… vayan haciéndome el hoyo!


Son las once de la noche
Y yo te espero en la esquina
Y junto con mi botella
Me pongo a llorar con ella

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

5:42 am no la friegue primo

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