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•Scucho Rock, MetaL, Punk, Indie Etccc..
•Me enkantan los emo boyzz *.* baba*
•Amo las gomitashh ^_^
•Amo lmolestar a Juan >;BB
•Amo los labss
•Odio Las Bromas >:((
•Extraño a mis habboamiguitos :(
•Extraño pelear x juliansho.. Grassshoppperrs :P
•Me guzta el moradow ^^
•Nací el 5 de Junio..
•Me enkantan los emo boyzz *.* baba*
•Amo las gomitashh ^_^
•Amo lmolestar a Juan >;BB
•Amo los labss
•Odio Las Bromas >:((
•Extraño a mis habboamiguitos :(
•Extraño pelear x juliansho.. Grassshoppperrs :P
•Me guzta el moradow ^^
•Nací el 5 de Junio..
Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
Wicked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
††††
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission
Wicked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
††††
:Ola sta es mi habbo home y esta sp pobre :D Me llamo Carolina eem soy de Colombia...100%PaIsItA!!
†Nymphetamine†
Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again






















