Scorpion flower, token of death... Curse the day, hail the night... Flower grown in the wild...
Monday, July 11, 2011
...if
...can you be lost until you find me
lose your faith and imortality
...take us home instead falling
wings cutted in wisdom bleeding for despair
absence means take care
can you understand the reason why
i close my eyes and disapear
breathing undisclosed tears desires in fault
can it be fair?
...step in slowmotion
spaces between drawn lines glowing in the dark
rotten feelings missing like a shark in a kiss
blow the rainbow
dry your tears
we are
we will be
dreams never take lost souls
...unfold a heart its like breaking mirrors
triping
shadowing appart
missing
absence never lost
rites
only rites
words in drawnings
in fault
dreams never take lost souls
...can you be lost until you find me
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