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imaginea utilizatorului Trinity

She was here

..and tangled up in ivy
this tomb her humble home
no heartbeat to surrender to
so cold and so alone

a passing cloud of haven
she watches from above
you aching for her beauty
the lips you used to love

these tears of naked sorrow
are kisses that you long
days pass without tomorrow
and no one to belong

for she is now your memory
her laughter now asleep

imaginea utilizatorului Heva

Teenage angst

Glass feeling...

I thought we could be together for ever
But now I realise it was just an escape,
The sweet dream of today’s sinner
Like the passing taste of a choky grape.

I never realised the rose was sear
That love could be my whipper
And my heart will scream for fear
Of my loneliness going deeper.

The darkness it’s my haven
And I’m a mouse in a cat’s paw
For me there is no heaven

imaginea utilizatorului Aranca

adieu

Motto:
L'amore della libertà è amore degli altri;
I'amore del potere è amore di se stessi.

Ostia Antiqua, Lazio © 2007 Marina Nicolaev

vivre derrière des rideaux
comme une statue de briques
c'était presque un jeu de lèvres
parmi les faux vitraux ...

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