Aquella niña...
que convertiste en mujer...
aquella ingenua...
que creyo en tus palabras...
aquella tonta...
que vivia por ti...
aquella ilusa...
que creyo tus mentiras...

Murio...

Y en su lugar me encotraras a mi....


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