Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Cubefield Cube Digital

relive those brief moments ... IMMI

Hours Weeks, months and years here ... I count the days ... What I'm with you!
Illusions ... no give and take as long as you can. While it lasts! Conditions never chained a life ... can not ... So ... No more wings are here!
I only learned to be alone ... know how to cook an egg. So clean and press, I! Here I am here! But how bitter the truth ... Now! It 'so nice too ... I am convinced that that is good ... And then I die and you, where are you! Do you believe ghosts have ghosts, you ... restless souls. Seines. Buried ghosts of loves that ... relive those few moments! No, like a ghost, I will. I'll try to smile even if you come back, ghost in the night ... I will not follow me! Not crazy! 's over! Go away!
We are not ghosts! It shadows of lovers!
Awake ... I want to stay awake as long as you make the mistake of coming back here! You'll see , exhausted every resource you change your mind ... ... your empty! You will be looking for here ... well ... you lost that enthusiasm Poor deluded! You'll find the door closed ... oh! Yes! We are not ghosts, no! ... We are not ghosts or shadows of love, oh, no ! It shadows of lovers ... We're not ghosts!
No no no

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