

Your eyesI can hear voice of happiness calling meYour eyes
down there behind the horizon,
but I like to be here surrounded by black
to watch your eyes that are sparkling with sorrow,
maybe one day they will be full of joy,
until than I'm happy when I can give you a smile just for a moment.....


Lost LoveNights when only the crimson moon shines its tattered face, I dream faint escapes- cravings I seem to possess no control over. Still images, water like in vision- display a beautiful sadness of your image. Etched deep of sorrow filled sunsets, Longing for the faintest of touch.Lost Love
Held lightly- the crystal heart which engulfs the inside of my being. Never do I speak of these impurities, for fear has become of me. Lost in shadow, never has the heart of ones being lay but a lonely ache.
Alone. The trenches of times drain have since solidified the broken crystal.  
Baby girl
I think that about covers it. <3
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Be careful whose toes you step on today because they might be connected to the foot that kicks your ass tomorrow.
All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day!!
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Let's see....um....damn. No com sig. Uh well ......GAZ PWNZORS Y0U ALLZ!!1!
Oh and FCUK CONFORMITY!!!!
::eyelick::
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"We make dead things deader" ZS
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Il destino dell'artista è essere un virus. Scovare una cultura e crescere al suo interno.
(Gavin Ho
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I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad?
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