I confess,
I love the Dark circles of life.
Soaked with unknown desires,
Emotions breaching but ending off.
Where I find at the end,
People, shady and opportunist
I confess, I fear the light.
I love the Dark circles of life.
Much under the shadows, I feel to fly.
Alone and empty, I feel to cry.
I confess, I don’t bother to smile.
I love the Dark circles of life.
I here see a lady, so common
Simple but beautifull inside.
I confess, beauty lies in the eyes.
I love the Dark circles of her eyes.
Monday, September 22, 2008
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