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Apr 26, 2008 03:06

Pain is pleasure
Erasing the distinction
As to rub salt in wounds
As kisses of a piranha
It hurts when the distance between
It hurts when comes closer enough to make a weep
It’ s stitching the body and soul
It tortures much more when you’re thrown over
I can’t stop craving for my special sweet dream
Burst of time..
Silent scream..
Steady stream..
I’m fixing my eyes on the vanishing shadows
Where are you?
Are you here?
Are you here?
….
Still drowse.
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