miércoles, 3 de marzo de 2010
I never thought I'd die alone I laughed the loudest, who'd have known? I traced the cord back to the wall, No wonder it was never plugged in at all. I took my time, I hurried up, The choice was mine, I didn't think enough. I'm too depressed to go on, You'll be sorry when I'm gone. I never conquered, rarely came 16 just held such better days, Days when I still felt alive We couldn't wait to get outside. The world was wide, too late to try The tour was over, we'd survived. I couldn't wait 'til I got home, To pass the time in my room alone. I never thought I'd die alone, Another six months, I'll be unknown. Give all my things to all my friends, You'll never step foot in my room again. You'll close it off, board it up. Remember the time that I spilled the cup, Of apple juice in the hall Please tell mom this is not her fault. [...] I never conquered, rarely came. Tomorrow holds such better days, Days when I can still feel alive, When I can't wait to get outside.
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- Julieta.
- I do have utopian fantasies. A lot of them are more - I wouldn't say spiritual, but they relate more to the imagination and the individual. But for me socialism is a way of trying to put far-fetched ideas into everyday use, trying to find a way to bridge the gap between that fantasy and reality, and reaching out across that gap to the people who can actually do something to make the change.
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