Feb 22, 2006 05:36
i walk alone and i dream of you .. like a solder wounded, i bleed, as phantoms speak... i weep ..but can i love you .. i need to love you .. so this flesh don't grey .. the tears wash away .. some say .. i found you but sorrow holds me..kisses my cheak and consoles me
life and death are nothing .. but a simp
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