Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Plan B Extreme Nausea

Beyond your lips



Yes, you became, little by little part of my soul, and no, there is no time of day which may turn away from me, one is dragged its feet, becoming the asshole and just realizing that nothing will comfort me if you're not too.

That you is easier to be me who your next life is unlimited cool, no grammar able to organize what I feel for you in one paragraph, I am to you in the proximity or distance of all the desirable forms, what I need, I have and I will not let go .. .

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