domingo, 17 de fevereiro de 2013

Astral

Helping hand for my inner search
Would you become a lurch
For once warm in your arms
Breaking distance between me and Mars

Whirlwind of violent thoughts
Finding in me a silent across
Beauty you make out of my mind
Thought I was on the same kind

Maybe now I have ten thousand years
Also wanting to rip off your fears
Unlocking me the way to the otherside

Will I miss your sweet lips
Always waiting for the next eclipse
Mountouk no more as rendezvous

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