broken strings

No permitas que tu fuego se extinga, chispa a chispa irremplazable, en los pantanos desesperanzados de lo aproximado, de lo no-suficiente, de lo todavía-no, de lo de-ninguna-manera. No permitas que el héroe en tu alma perezca, en solitaria frustración por la vida que mereces, pero que no has podido alcanzar. Verifica tu camino y la naturaleza de tu batalla.
Puedes conquistar el mundo que deseas. Existe, es real, es posible, es tuyo." — Ayn Rand en "Atlas Shrugged

En inglés:
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Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours."

you found me

esta es mi priemra entrada, y como ando muy mal de inspiracion pongo la letra de una cancion (con rima y todo)

You found me, the fray

I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won
All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, “Where you been?”
He said, “Ask anything.”

Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
That never rang
And all I needed was a call
It never came
To the corner of First and Amistad

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, You found me
In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing her
The only one who’s ever known
Who I amWho I’m not, and who I want to be
No way to know
How long she will be next to me

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, You found me

Early morning
The city breaksI’ve been calling
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
You never sent me no letters
You got some kind of nerve
Taking all I want

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floor
Where were you, where were you?

Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lying on the floorSurrounded, surrounded
Why’d you have to wait?
Where were you, where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, You found me
Why’d you have to wait
To find me, to find me?