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when the tree of love rises in me and its skin breaks in the white of the eyes this harsh celestial tree this blackness I open these eyes my kind serene eyes a set of knives laid in order then you know I never forgive love when these hands turn into lemon flowers and descent down the spine I need you now don’t say a word about it soon the fog will come and in the fog you shall slip like the sparrow in a cat’s claw the fog will come it will come, here it is gather your dress beneath you and sleep with your face turned to the wall from now on I want to break you a wing with my knees your eyes gripping me into a fire I shall throw them in a bugs’ nest I won’t look back I never look back but now I am coming towards you I come like a star drilling the darkness my love fingers crossed
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Feb 5, 2011
Feb 5, 2011 at 4:23 AM UTC
Shooting stars
when the tree of love rises in me and its skin breaks in the white of the eyes this harsh celestial tree this blackness I open these eyes my kind serene eyes a set of knives laid in order then you know I never forgive love when these hands turn into lemon flowers and descent down the spine I need you now don’t say a word about it soon the fog will come and in the fog you shall slip like the sparrow in a cat’s claw the fog will come it will come, here it is gather your dress beneath you and sleep with your face turned to the wall from now on I want to break you a wing with my knees your eyes gripping me into a fire I shall throw them in a bugs’ nest I won’t look back I never look back but now I am coming towards you I come like a star drilling the darkness my love fingers crossed
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dorin-cozan
Feb 5, 2011
Feb 5, 2011 at 4:23 AM UTC
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