måndag 22 februari 2010

The girl who cried at love,
won't you come and play with me?

Run. Come shatter me now, shatter me with hope.
Crawl, come breathe me in, bleed out sorrow.
Scream me a dream, untouched by shadows.

Push the needle in to the of canticles of ecstasy.
Turn to page 43 and you'll know how I feel.



OPEPP TJEJ, JAVISST.
allting sög ju bara balle nu.
och min mamma är elak.

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