Postat în Ianuarie 5, 2010 la 8:55pm
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She walks silently into a world of shadows...seducing our sun, which suffers with a blood red light, to its death with her every step. It’s so dark now...she trembles in the wind like the last leaf on a dying tree. I died, to embrace her electric eyes, as green as the first grass out in the blue cold of a young spring, one more time.
Lady in black we say...black was made for her, a goddess punished to live a mortal life because of her unseen beauty. A dead spark of an immortal fire… Continuare