sexta-feira, 5 de setembro de 2008

Who lit this flame in us?





My dear wife,you get something twisted out of your insides by all this blood, filth, and noise.
I wanna stay changeless for you.
I wanna come back to you
the man I was before.
How do we get to those other shores?
To those blue hills.
Love.
Where does it come from?
Who lit this flame in us?
No war can put it out,conquer it.
I was a prisoner.You set me free.
...
Dear,
I know you can say no,but
Im asking you anyway,
out of the memory of what we had together.
Forgive me.
I just got too lonely
We'll meet again some day.
People who have been as close as we've been
always meet again.
I have no right to speak to you this way.
I cant stop myself.
A habit so strong.
Oh, my friend of all those shining years.
Help me leave you!

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