Воскресенье, 09 Декабря 2007 г. 13:11
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Strange h o w we let bad things happen t o us, strange & kinda' w e i r d, numbers gently escaping from the h e a d , words screaming loud somewhere in the b a c k of the mind, it comes in w h i t e at once, o p e n e d pale eyes & a terrible s m i l e ( she's d e a d , wraped in p l a s t i c )
No o n e there, y o u r always alone... e v e n in your own darkly & shadowy mind, you've b e e n to close to the people for s o m e time... you felt their warm w e l c o m e, kindness, what d i d you try to s a y?
The m o r e I lose T h e more I fight The more I t r y The m o r e I lie The more I c r o s s the l i n e T h e more I live The more I f o r g e t moments The m o r e I right my w r o n g s The more I . . .
Воскресенье, 07 Октября 2007 г. 15:12
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Tsh, wan eyes full of fire, c a n ' t feel paper soul b u r n in desire, parted l i p s whispered and begged for m o r e . . . overcome, sweet e s s e n c e of skin drown within t h e pleasure, t o r n out heart with p a s s i o n . . . spread wings, i n the a i r , danced with falling leaves, n o one t h e r e . . . spirit h o l d ' s your hand