.Sunday, June 14, 2009 ' 8:25 PM Y
I wonder why my body rises when i think of you. I want to talk to you I want to be distinct from others.All i wanted was to be special.Wanting something from someone so stronglyis something very similar to love.Just thinking of youbecomes unbearable.In this self-made darkness,this hand, your handthese fingers, your fingersoverlap;tremble.Nothing can change it.To satisfy this body,I dirtied this hand.Butto be reproachedis not something that can be stopped so.This intense desiresomeday, i'll change it into a great strength for you.Behind my eyelids,a colourless lightShines.By your hand which drives these emotions,I come.Labels: my pain. my sorrow. my regrets. i want to win