Sunday, March 15, 2009

Our love turns to rust

All the sorrow seeps into vast water filled canyons and turns purple.

Ce e mai dulce decat regasirea, dupa o lunga despartire, pronuntata a fi definitiva?

Ce e mai amar decat un vis pierdut, cautat amnezic in somnul vietii de toate zilele, niciodata urmat, niciodata de gasit?

De cata credinta e nevoie sa crezi in tine, in celalalt? To carry each other...

Have I come here for forgiveness?

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