so now you're gone
and I feel
like a room without a door
like a room without a door
posted by schottkey at 19:20
Saturday, September 10, 2005
About Me
- Name: schottkey
- Location: Cloud 1001011
Thinking of the other's dreams, of corridors winding in upon themselves, muted tints of ancient carpet . . . An old man, a head made of jewels, a taut pale face with eyes that were mirrors . . . And a beach in the wind and dark.
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2 Comments:
το πιο όμορφο απο αυτά που έχεις γράψει ;]
danke schön
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