lunes, 18 de febrero de 2008

Love Debts

Make me feel guilty, judge me, torture my mind
for the drugs you take, for your sorrow nights,
for the women you kissed pretending they were I,
for the way the razor blades over your skin fly.

Make me feel guilyt, and from Hell near
for your bad luck and all these deep fears,
for your worst pains and your black tears,
the projects you left and the broken dreams.

Never let me rest in peace or sleep,
I must pay for what to you I did.
No smile, happiness or joy feelings,
there are for me no more fairytales.

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