środa, 19 lutego 2014 19:44
once bitten forever smitten - I suppose
so he has spread the wings before me
sounds of wispers and frozen thoughts somewere inside
me
how to distinguish - an angel or delusion of my mind
there is all I dream about and what I hate
he lose feathers and sold hope
I keep my faith in my hand and I fight for he trust people
destroy nowadays
how to shine and glisten when a mist of scars approaches
I cower waiting for the rustlig of the steps
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