Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Late, Light Period Bright Red Blood
his body lies Lying, lying and his weak soul lies dormant, dormant weighing her eyelids.
For walk subtle body memories that shrouds caress on subtle body walk memories burn like fire. The tremulous shadow play with the bright sun pours afternoon to fill the empty hearts, empty, it was, the empty void that glowed like a diamond.
An ideal day to die, because it has the sun on your face and leaves frolic aimlessly into the wind, fresh,
calm, quiet
ironic
heart drowned
denuevo empty.
And of course he feels his skin on top, and obviously does not know which is real, her feet wet. I wish time did not exist and pass the second music lover with a note on the lips of the knight errant, his armor melted of3 au arrevoles naive high picture and back warm. Static
remains tasting the tears that is unable to mourn, covered in a memory of desert
and longs to revive
and longs to return to dream,
feel the desire of the morning breeze between the sheets of leaves smiling falls.
____________( When I have time, I will XD )___________________
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