quarta-feira, agosto 16, 2006

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sexta-feira, julho 15, 2005

The mirror

The mirror

segunda-feira, julho 11, 2005

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We were once young and blessed with wings
No heights could keeps us from their reach
No sacred place we did not soar
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V.N.V

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You did it again, yes you in the mirror, you put your faith in a cruel world, All my dead friends come to haunt, harm and hinder, never letting go, here to drag me down to Hell, just say goodbye, Just answer me, what was the point of all that treachery, and soon we'll see the truth behind all of your blasphemy, No never again I'll never trust no one again, I'd sooner slit my wrists and risk discovery of Hell, than stay another moment here where certain Devils dwell...
L.A.M

terça-feira, julho 05, 2005

Escaped One


I am the escaped one,
After I was born
They locked me up inside me
But I left.
My soul seeks me,
Through hills and valley,
I hope my soulNever finds me.

(Fernando Pessoa)