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_My FuCkiNg BroKeN DreAmS_ [Broken Crystal's Fotolog]
broken__crystal
Soy una personita que es diferente a las demás (ja), con mala leche xDD Y soy bastante inestable y … More
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~~ The Price of Beauty ~~
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I cannot turn my life unto you.
A storm of ebony hair.
A hail of wickedness.
Handsome as a God.
Wild and shameless.
Given the prize of beauty.
Image of wretchedness.
Divine like no other.
Kiss the poison breast.
Flamed like the sun.
Lives made undone.
Words soft as snow.
Souls claimed and won.
An opiate drugged haze.
Beds of shapeless dust.
Cries all night.
Dreams of my filthy lust.
Lair of hopelessness.
Mires of sorrow.
Never fails.
Our lives are borrowed.
Hold fast my soul.
She waits for me in my dreams.
Every night misery brings.
Haunts my day. Haunts my wake.
Oh, my lord can't you feel her grow,
inside of me. Tearing my mind.
For once my lord please help me
Believe in you.
She claims the day in her name.
Over you and over me.
We dare to be ourselves.
Next to her and all her war.
She comes our way and takes the day,
From my hands, it is her way.
The milk of woman fill up my
Branching veins and lonely heart.
Trembling children she adores,
and gives flight to her art.
When April sheds her fitful rain,
Glory be, we may live again.
Truly my hope will perish within her.
Truly as always I cannot forgive her.
Cruelly she keeps me near to her.
Forever to this day.
The price of beauty - My dying bride
______________
"Escucha mi susurro como anticipio a la suave y fría melodía que helará tus venas en esta noche de fuertes y rápidas brisas, no habrá socorro para esas alas por mi envueltas en dulces cadenas."
De alguna manera hay k romper este silencio fotologuero x mi parte, que mejor manera k esta cancion... Feliz año nuevo a todos!!!
Te amo David ?
A storm of ebony hair.
A hail of wickedness.
Handsome as a God.
Wild and shameless.
Given the prize of beauty.
Image of wretchedness.
Divine like no other.
Kiss the poison breast.
Flamed like the sun.
Lives made undone.
Words soft as snow.
Souls claimed and won.
An opiate drugged haze.
Beds of shapeless dust.
Cries all night.
Dreams of my filthy lust.
Lair of hopelessness.
Mires of sorrow.
Never fails.
Our lives are borrowed.
Hold fast my soul.
She waits for me in my dreams.
Every night misery brings.
Haunts my day. Haunts my wake.
Oh, my lord can't you feel her grow,
inside of me. Tearing my mind.
For once my lord please help me
Believe in you.
She claims the day in her name.
Over you and over me.
We dare to be ourselves.
Next to her and all her war.
She comes our way and takes the day,
From my hands, it is her way.
The milk of woman fill up my
Branching veins and lonely heart.
Trembling children she adores,
and gives flight to her art.
When April sheds her fitful rain,
Glory be, we may live again.
Truly my hope will perish within her.
Truly as always I cannot forgive her.
Cruelly she keeps me near to her.
Forever to this day.
The price of beauty - My dying bride
______________
"Escucha mi susurro como anticipio a la suave y fría melodía que helará tus venas en esta noche de fuertes y rápidas brisas, no habrá socorro para esas alas por mi envueltas en dulces cadenas."
De alguna manera hay k romper este silencio fotologuero x mi parte, que mejor manera k esta cancion... Feliz año nuevo a todos!!!
Te amo David ?
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GUAPA!!
Si a finales de julio, por casualidad y decisión de mis padres, yo fuera a Ibiza, de vacaciones, querrías verme? =)
Porque posibilidades hay...
Y si yo voy, sería principalmente por ti y por Yaiza =)
Feliz año nuevo y todo eso jejejeje
;)
PD. Te echo de menos, señorita...