arise only evil behind it, watching the
The bitterness, never ceases to pretend,
On his way to the horizon that she could not reach.
In this tunnel with no end it fades and wears out,
Each step, a little more underground, Stalled,
Just think it escape its chains, a destination
the most demanding 'afflicted and takes
So she wandered without any destination,
And even when she had lacked the capital,
From past malaria, as it would get out, steal a piece
time to time out to light.
Ah one day she would see
To grow wings,
Aboard a shooting star to tour,
one galaxy of dreams made real.
***
What can I tell her to calm her sentence, she pursues her dreams
breathlessly,
Only madness can be issued, on his lips
bud, finally, the palatability ,
For the coveted object of his desires buried
sap RECOULES And where once it dries.
Insurrection dream nudged
The nothingness of his heart,
Sous d'autres formes, reprendra,
Le cycle -délicieusement infernal- de l'amour..
Et de la douleur...
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