lunes, 31 de marzo de 2008


Remind me of life
remind me of a smile he said
torture, torture
random and nothingness
from nothing
nightly spectres
we sense the themes
so quietly the hours go by
and you and I
haven't noticed
we were never aware of the cruelty
so lost we find us now
she promised it would be the last time
but promises just fade away

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