domingo, 23 de outubro de 2011

The grave

Till my light be able to shine
Till my eyes be able to see again
Till my head stop to ache
Till these tears stop to fall
Till this hate stop to eat me
Till your ghost stop to haunt me
Till my dreams fade in departure
Till these wasted plans turn to dust
Till i get buried alive by this feeling
Till this battered heart stops beating...


..I can wait...

... Till i get killed by love again.

"Love's the funeral of hearts, an ode for cruelty,
When angels cry blood
n flowers of evil in bloom"

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