POEMAS GOTICOS

terça-feira, 29 de julho de 2008

Postado por juninho black life às 14:33

juninho black life: Tears A single tear rolls down here... Alone... Forever... A cold tear that believes that the heart is his place Don't shout at me I'm weak now I it falls I it falls in solitary place I it falls and I know that I cannot stand up So I am weak I bleed and cry In the solitary and cold nights like today You're still here? You can hear me? I know that you taste my tears You see me bleeding My hollow mind, my heart wounds Wounds that do not heal Wounds what you did with your hands themselves And my soul it was lost My heart succumbed, obliges he pulsating Why could I live You're still here? You can hear me? I know that you taste my tears

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