The light is above me sometimes in the voice of the girl who sings, the pigeon, that melancholy sound, and the monster has the light in his entrails. I see his mouth i respect a black hole in the universe i am the sailor of the sea of love to dirty for us to float in but to taste its exquisiteness.
I may be, slave to your cause, and has lengthened our love, listen to Orpheus and my cause is plain.to see. Pretty pictures should make you see beautiful rose clouds, let me ride on your beautiful cloud.
This rollercoaster of ups and downs, makes me lose controll of you.Love has really thrown me around the universe, i see the most beautifull vission fromm the edge, now im a perfect fruit at the feast.
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