marți, 16 martie 2010

"When the rest of Heaven was blue"

Tender souls
are the ones who lost and sinned.
Tender us because we wander
and the life in us.. struggles with hunger..
To live, to break things.. to make, you there, feel alive.
To starve for dreams, to write a while
..some love, some hate.. some fingers
Trying to escape beneath your skin.
And still, we sing..

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