sexta-feira, abril 18, 2003

Castle

A dark castle melts away each began fear
In the wet place were fierce dragons dare
Burn their dim souls
I knew not what would happen
If the quiet, bright gem would light up
And illuminate the forgotten world of dreams
So beware of burning seasons
Of ended stairs
One softly lighted sun earns the Devil
The paradise…

11/06/01

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