"Little by little my blood is flowing, until one day there won´t be any left.."

sábado, octubre 30, 2004

Searching for the truth of your eyes
I find myself drawning in your sight
Tracing your path down to Death
I rescue your soul yelling for help

Desperate, with unconvincing words
Your courage lost in heaven damps
Where stars lost their twinkling light
Flowers left without beauty and perfume



" Will you miss me? I´d like to know..."