Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
my strangers are sad living in the underworld
she is always walking when it rains
her hands are holding grapefruits
her eyes staring purple skies
his lunacy is exploring the skin of her hands
i once felt his steps in my ear
what is he doing here?
i ll fall inside my pride again
and make my summer turn in blue..
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Nothing personal..
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