Friday, 20 May 2011
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
love so short forgetting so long....neruda
No time has ever come to call me from graveyard
So keep wake, I am going to cry /….
Nothing to do and has been with that sin for so long and it kills my soul
Pain, aching, a slit that cross over my pleasure
I would like to drift in that soft cloud
So keep wake, I am going to cry /….
Nothing to do and has been with that sin for so long and it kills my soul
Pain, aching, a slit that cross over my pleasure
I would like to drift in that soft cloud
Thursday, 12 May 2011
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