2008/11/09

fake love


if my wings are just one million tears, which I cry
if my body is just one million bloody scars, which I made
if my heart is just one piece of dust, it´s because...
My river of tears dry and become two dark wings,
I cut myself thinking in you, in the hope to see you again in my nightmare.
For last, but not lest, you left my heart in the desert when I give it to you...

Basically love just causes headaches!!!

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