sexta-feira, novembro 22, 2002

"Roses have thorns and shining waters mud, and cancer lurks deep in the sweetest bud
Clouds and eclipses stain the moon and sun, and history reeks of the wrongs we have done
After today, consider me gone
To search for perfection is all very well, but to look for heaven is to live here in hell
After today, consider me gone..."
-Consider me gone, Sting

Felt at 01:12

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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