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sábado, 29 de junho de 2013
I am a prisoner of an undying love
I am a prisonerof anundying loveof alove capableof doingthe 2ndhourturn
I ama prisoner ofmyself and mydesiresthat graduallytakes holdof my soul I livethe liesof a lovethat I never had,I'll cry forsomeone whonever loved me Ismile atthe mirror andseemy soulinweeping forlove whonever loved me. I willfly toa dark placewhere no onewillsee mytears I'll makethis lovedeathof my soulandI graduallytry tolove me. alive todayin theendless darknessofthe soul thatcries,screams andbegs fora crumbof your love I am the slaveof a love ofdreamsthat evenI believedit would bea nightmare. I hearthe beating ofhis heartstill can notbelieveit exists. Can nottake heartwhomakes mesuffer so. Ijust wantedtogive youthe best of me.
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