sexta-feira, outubro 25, 2002

O, shall I be like the lotus,
And bring you dark dreams and soft sighs?
Or shall I be like the rose is,
Sweet-scented and tempting your eyes?

For the unending sleep can seduce you,
To the world behind unseeing eyes.
And the beauty that beckons, then cuts you,
Is also the cruelest of lies.

Felt at 01:47

Eyes which don't know impurity look at me,
Reflecting the forever endlessly continuing earth,
Tracing the remains of my forgotten tears with a little finger


Soul

Youkai
Pisciano
Tired of Moving
Unknown Motivation
Piercings
Tattoos
Music
Thousands of Desires
Blood Moon, Empty Sky

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