“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra | [All rights reserved ® Todos los derechos reservados a: Madelaine Bustamante]
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
#5 (The last one)
She thought: What can I do? And she realized that she can't do nothing about it. So she started to cry. She felt to her broke heart. It was not fair.
NOTE: I wrote all those things, in my facebook, on July 21th, 2010.
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