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Женька

About Me

There Isnt much to say.....

“I love you, I do!”
I step to the edge
I see only your face
As I bow off the stage
Unfinished and cruel
My life’s pedestal
The life that you rule
The cast that I trust

My theater in masks
Beauty with gore
With sweet wine of lust
That we drank on this floor

But my last play now done
And my hair’s in my face
As I say my good byes
In the final advance

My Blog

[Memories] My grandfather's Death

There are small moments in our lives that we remember for ever...or just for a really long time. They shape us into what we are and how we see the world around usI guess I'm just in a mood to wounder ...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 20:49:00 GMT

Just my thoughts....

What are words when you're numb from inside out? They are nothing of course. Nothing will ever be changed by them. So why do we fight, trying to get our point across to someone that does not have the ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 13:19:00 GMT

Only Angel

The sun drops over horizon The sky goes from red to black The night clubs turn up their music And hookers smoke in the back   The city closes its windows Proper faces look into books The night l...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 01:19:00 GMT

Never

I look at all the photographesThe pictures of the pastMy mind full of memoriesOf days from first to last I still remember everythingThe smiles and the tearsThe pain that you cursed me with Falls ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 19:42:00 GMT