colacion de 3eros

Rukia, Mashin & Lain son agentes multiplicadores

que panqueque que sali en esta foto xD

hermosa nuestra colacion!

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El sumiso es quien tiene el control

no. one is there

Now and then i'm scared, when i seem to forget

how sounds become words or even sentances...

no, i don't speak anymore and what could i say,

since no-one is there and there is nothing to say...

So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone...

listening to the lack of light, or sound,

or someone to talk to, for something to share...

but there is no hope and no-one is there.

No, no, no... not one living soul and there is nothing (left) to say,

in darkness i lie all alone by myself,

sleeping most of the time to endure the pain.

I am not breathing a word, i haven't spoken for weeks

and yet the mistress inside me is (secretly)

straining her ears.but there is no-one, and it seems to me at times

that with every passing hour another word is leaving my mind...

I am the mistress of loneliness,

my court is deserted but i do not care.

the presence of people is ugly and cold

and something i can neither watch nor bear.

So, i prefer to lie in darkest silence alone,

listening to the lack of light, or sound,

or someone to talk to, for something to share...

but there is no hope and no-one is there.

No, i don't speak anymore and what should i say,

since no-one is there and there is nothing to say?

all is oppressive, alles ist schwer,

there is no-one and

no-one is there...

Nymphetamine

Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A 'V' of black swans
On with hope to the grave
All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to thy razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Back in the forest
Where whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
(Keeping Sodom at night at bay)
Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days
Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above unto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of your holiness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discolours all with tunnel vision
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, a vampyric addiction
To her alone in full submission
None better
Nymphetamine
Sunsetter
Nymphetamine
None better
Nymphetamine
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
Nymphetamine girl
Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
My nymphetamine girl

ese piercing...

Persiana Americana

Te prefiero, fuera de foco
inalcanzable de...
Yo te prefiero, irreversible
casi intocable de...
Tus ropas caen
lentamente
soy un espia, un espectador
y el ventilador desgarrandote
sé que te excita pensar
hasta donde llegaré
Es difícil de creer
creo que nunca lo podré saber
solo así, yo te veré
a través de mi persiana americana
Es una condena agradable
el instante previo
tú los colocaste
me necesitas
más que un deseo
Estamos al borde
de la corniza
casi a punto de caer
no sientes miedo
sigues sonriendo
sé que te excita pensar
hasta donde llegaré
Difícil de creer
creo que nunca lo podré saber
solo así, yo te veré
a través de mi persiana americana
Tus ropas caen lentamente
soy un espía, un espectador
y el ventilador, desgarrándote
sé que te excita pensar
hasta donde llegaré
Es difícil de creer
creo que nunca lo podré saber
sólo así, yo te veré
a traves de mi persiana americana
lo que pueda suceder
tu no te esfuerzas para comprender
sólo así, yo te veré
a través de mi persiana americana
Difícil de creer
creo que nunca lo podré saber
sólo así, yo te veré
a través de mi persiana americana
difícil..
difícil de creer
creo que nunca lo podré saber
sólo así yo te veré
a través...
de mi persiana americana
hooooo...

02/01/10

un nuevo comienzo...

espero esta vez no equivocarme...

espero esta vez poder ser feliz y sin lagrimas...

espero olvidar mi pasado...

2010

Feliz año nuevo para todos!

que el amor reine en el aire

que la resaca no te mate

y la pases con los que queres y amas

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Cariños y besos vampiricos

les desea... Lain