You give me a fistful pain,i shall sell you some dreams;
dreams in red, blue, green. which one you need, dear soul?
Sunday, August 30, 2009
White roses
Even “YoUr” heaven is a part of my hell and--- “YoU” , not the whole any more… I have promised the dusk, I wont ask for that forbidden “Red”. You may deny those white roses Of not being “YoUrs”.
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