I have as usual chemical ready to surprise of your steps to every spring to invent and destroy infinite nothing to lie down on the world plague ash grass fire to whatever you want by your look enlighten my remains because it is this love nothing comprising and nothing can babies the filter and go to sleep in the abyss filled with you you do not see music colors such explained at length the silence mixed as mixed dreams until that awkward gray that is awakening in the great palm of God Bald empty without extreme and there you find alone and lost in your soul without further obstacle your body door without your body so this love one and the same with many names that neither responds and you watching me as if I knew marchándote as will the light of the world no promises and again this meadow This black meadow abandoned fire again this empty house that is my body where not to return -well White said. and I muttered a word to word
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 02:43:21 +0000
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