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I'm A Rock

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A winter's day
In a deep and dark December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

Don't talk of love,
Well, I've heard the word before.
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.

And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.

Me enviaron la letra... en realidad resume mi forma de pensar y sentir en alguna ocasión.....

Estoy algo alejado... ya volveré a escribir... varias cosas para contar....

comentarios

  1. Escrito por Hika:

    Hola!
    me ha encantado tu blog, y las cosas que escribes ^^, también el nombre de este, que es el título de la banda sonora de mi vida xD, según yo.

    PD. te linkearé.
    Muchos saludos, bye!

  2. Escrito por Aschroft:

    hey gracias hika por el comentario. Tu blog esta bueno tambien...
    si tuviera que realizar una pelicula de mi vida, creeme que esta canción estaría como un soundtrack de ella.
    Gracias por linkearme.... Espero "leernos" pronto....ya "renací" y toy escribiendo... mucho para contar...

  3. Escrito por alex:

    I've built walls,
    A fortress deep and mighty,
    That none may penetrate.
    I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
    It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
    I am a rock,
    I am an island.

    Don't talk of love,
    Well, I've heard the word before.
    It's sleeping in my memory.
    I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
    If I never loved I never would have cried.
    I am a rock,
    I am an island.

    I have my books
    And my poetry to protect me;
    I am shielded in my armor,
    Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
    I touch no one and no one touches me.
    I am a rock,
    I am an island.

    And a rock feels no pain;
    And an island never cries.

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