¥ Túto noc tvoja duša spí, no raz, pocítiš skutočnú bolesť. Možno ma potom uvidíš takého, aký v skutočnosti som. Krehký vrak v búrke emócií. Nespočetnekrát som ti veril.. dovolil ti vrátiť sa vediac.. túžiac.. veď vieš.. Mal som utekať, ale ostal som. Možno som vždy vedel, že moje krehké sny sa pri tebe polámu.. ¥
People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.Believe in a heaven, believe in the night,believe there's a path to follow, believe in the light...just believe in angels...I want to believe... It can't rain all the time (~CROW~MAD~GIRL~) Zoznam autorových rubrík: Básne, Days of War, Nights of Love, Súkromné, Nezaradené
