terça-feira, maio 06, 2003

Good morning to thee this day my love.
Something of Death recieves me this day,
Something of Life sends me thy dove.
Good night to thee, Twilight please stay.
A desert there is in my mind,
'Tis true this desert is mine own.
The abyss inside- something I must find.
Something there is inside must be shown
To Thee my love, - my love 'tis true.
Mirrorball doth arc o'er this night sky,
Animate'd rays o'er kingdom doth fly,
Seasons vary, varying none, star cycles, Venus blue
Mine heart, mine soul, devout to you-
To Thee my love, - my love 'tis true.

Felt at 02:17

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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