The beauty of silence, is the noise of no words,
Where is the light in your deep dark room?, A shock of light could save you from the shadow.
Why is the dark behind the moon? Out of reach until the light is shattered.

sábado, mayo 21, 2011

I´m the thing to be afraid of, most of the time. Can you love the truth more than mistery?

lasher - anne rice.

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