Love is a time machine

jueves, 24 de diciembre de 2009

Vos sabés.

Where are you? And I'm so sorry. I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. The sick strange darkness, comes creeping on so haunting every time. And as I started I counted, webs from all the spiders, catching things and eating their insides. Like indecision to call you, and hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pein tonight? Stop this pain tonight.


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