nekoliko stihova koji mi se sviπaju
Dead to the world. Alive for the journey.
One night I dreamt a white rose withering,
a newborn drowning a lifetime loneliness.
I dreamt all my future. Relived my past.
Where have all the feelings gone?
Why is the deadliest sin - to love as I loved you?
Now unblessed, homesick in time,
soon to be freed from care, from human pain.
"I was born amidst the purple waterfalls.
I was weak, yet not unblessed.
Deep Silent Complete
Black velvet sea
The sirens are calling for me
za kraj slika
Post je objavljen 31.07.2007. u 20:54 sati.