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miércoles, 9 de mayo de 2007

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There was nothing here but a hole inside my heart,
full of mashed ideas and broken dreams,
a doom that was born from the deepest of depressions,
and just when i thought a slight ray of light passed right trough me,
the burning flames of desire rose to the top,
and found a conforting exit right trough those eyes,
now the flavors turned to bitter, temperature has descended
a devil rose from behing my ears and wispered...




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1 comentario:

Anónimo dijo...

AND WHO WISPERED FOR YOU MY DARKENED SOULMATE?