June 28, 2006

Dad. It´s hard to make a portrait of you, specially knowing the deal of pain you have inside. I never forget you. We have dark hearts, but life is so short, so short and stupid... See, it´s raining again. It´s time to digg foolish. You know I cry smiles. My laugh is salty water. Always have been, and nobody has ever understood it, just like no one has ever understood yours. We´ll be al right. Mostly. I love you.

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