Monday, July 14, 2008

950


The sporty girl
Sprints pass me
Her eyes have
A vegetarian
Kind of fear

It still hurts me
To see others hurt

When she comes back
Her face is calmer
She seems relax
And she says
Papa

Posted by Martínez at 12:51 PM

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