jueves, 25 de febrero de 2010

The priest is dead, the girl is born

The sevilla university choir director
was my narrative teacher
I wish i could read a sheet as i read
the back of cereal boxes.

And i wish i could sing.

I'm scared, my great grand' died from troath cancer.
Maybe it's what i got.
I always thought that because we borned the same day
we will die the same day too.

Penumbra scare me too
i need to join glee club.

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