quarta-feira, 16 de fevereiro de 2011



It happens when the tears flow in and poison the soul.
When men feels betrayed by all what he loves.
When you feel forsaken, put aside by everything and everyone.
When his legs and his legs seem broken.
And ye it seems illogical to want things you never had.
It seems inhuman to deliver to others what you never received.
When there is nothing to hold on to and the floor seems the safest.

When you lose the war, when someone surrenders.
When everything inside had rotten and died.
Then the rope is the best lover to men, he gives up life by the embrace of his mistress and vanishes in the last orgasm.

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