The guitar groanA Poem by Adela MuresanHeres to Lake of tears- Spining aroundI am static, while the demon leaves his dark unknown. Vibrations of the strings. Vibrations of the strings. I whisper pleasure through pain… Know that I won’t harm you. Black monsters pass trough me gentle as death, and sweet as the poison that created this addiction.
Enchaining me with …. A pleasure close to madness. You’re not afraid, YOU ARE MINE now… I LOVE YOU NOW!!! drifting away I am one with the sound…
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10 Reviews Added on June 28, 2008 Last Updated on September 17, 2008 AuthorAdela MuresanAboutHeya, I'm a 18 year old chick for Romania, studying first year economics in college. I dance while I put my clothes back on the drawer. I like late night net-surfing , reading and reading and read.. more..Writing
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