Tuesday, August 5, 2014

My soul sounds so differently, so differently from yours. My love to you made me blind...But unneeded feeling is fading in the wind...I stay behind being poisoned, black, hopeless, desperate, waiting for my bitter end. There is no hope, no love, no salvation for me...It has to be so... I can't change anything...Just to fade like a ghost in the morning light...

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