Monday, May 2, 2011

How Long Will Cigars Last In The Box?

The gentle breeze before

The muse that soft before I no longer feel inspired by you,

his shadow was lost in oblivion

like a shooting star ...

in the distance.

Young and majestic was our passion,

as steel string, tied our hearts,

each other,

we needed anything else,

had no ambitions.

all ends and it hurts, it's true ...

the black abyss and were closed today

get up and see that I relive inside me,


everything we feel only sorry you and me,

everything we love only you and me.

We wanted to reach the highest levels of desire caught by hands that will never be broken ...

but today all that love passenger pick

because it was part of me

and part of what I felt ...

for you.


And that lived.

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