Sunday, March 30, 2008

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No other night I have to give myself to you. I do not want to dance the rock suicide.
I have no time to die. I have felt your kiss many times within me. So cold
come here quietly. I know this does not get anything.
Many times I bit the pillow thinking that were coming to me.
So close to me. Her perfume. Walk through the smoke.
I've always needed. Or so I've been led to believe.
do not know, if I go into a dream in the darkest of days and today I embrace you.
in my throat I felt your pain inside of me beso.Con.
is your kind of love. Suicide rock dancing.
I have no time to die.
not want to give you. I want to live.


PS: Dedicated to the Absinthe. Va c