петък, 27 април 2012 г.


Bittersweet this one will be for me,
a taste that haunts me even in my sleep.
A taste of lips, of flesh and sin.
Desire overwhelming from within.

They said that time will teach,
and that regrets will go away.
They said that we will grow with it.
We live to see a better one, everyday!

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