She insists on making me believe that weeps in silence with the child in her arms and her husband at her side. That much he tries to remember me. And his tears run down the best memories ever dared to share with me.
That never treated equally. He regrets and did not know esperar.Que all happened so fast, it was not her decision, she thought of me, who enjoyed it.
decided to run in the middle of the tide, and got no protection, dragged the powerful storm of speculation over its human and way down the side of the carefree and material advantages.
Later his voice sounds awkward and weak. In the distance you hear a baby cry that echoes in my ears louder than an explosion. It is an internal war between reason and hope of love impossible. Increasingly impossible.
insists. Saca
banal arguments to confront the offense gives up the cliff. Unhindered. Very close to the cliff.
soles of their shoes are braking at the end of the abyss. The stone falls to the bottom and there is no trace of the sound of his fall. The more you try to step back more and more rocks fall is its spectacular turnaround next to the infinite darkness. Plop!
The baby keeps crying and she back tears. One escapes and runs along her cheeks. Insists that nothing happens. Hear the voice and everything happens. Like a carousel, you give the same returns but each time a different reality.
the distance I watched her despair. My heart squeezed, naked, consumed, I asked aloud and answer questions multiplied as the storm passed without leaving any standing tree, stone ground. And all was devastated. Neither
most difficult moments when tears choked my breath I never doubted his love.
As the sweat of my nerves wet the rope tied around my neck I insisted on the purity of their words and kneel criticized for their actions.
I also insisted, I cried.
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