Repousei sobre as longas cortinas do tempo.
A mercê da suave brisa,
Em um cálido abraço a cortina me envolveu.
A morte se consolidou
E a imortalidade se tornou meu presente.
domingo, 7 de abril de 2013
Unutterable / Unspeakable
It hurts so much what I have to say.
The words that are not spoken will eventually manifest there self.
They will destroy the recipient,
They will destroy the host.
The pain shall become reality
And in the end, nothing will remain but the words you didn’t say.
The words that are not spoken will eventually manifest there self.
They will destroy the recipient,
They will destroy the host.
The pain shall become reality
And in the end, nothing will remain but the words you didn’t say.
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