About Me
Poete Maudite.. how can i say ? a little anxious, a little paranoid but is only for the bad times , terrible fear.. but i know something important: i know how is a dream and how is put the words in a twilight! ( excuse me my english its not well, but im trying :D i write better in spanish)... A memory of tha sadness i endured a bright new spirit guides me a long away with lonestar there broken like my face... Im going to tell u a secret : under the light of candles , skin has a way of turning shadows into lovely and dark colors that breath..... i love all kind of art , i love literature (specially Baudelaire). Ghosts dancing in the mystic wind...shadows of pain waiting for the silence and the last scream xD " Im crazy for feeling so Blue....".... now im trying to breath a little more.... what else? My words are waiting for rest in peace, im with them.. they guide my soul to impact worlds and close walls..My words are the passion that i always used to dream , i hold them with this sorrow..+
Poete Maudite
Hey is anybody in there
can you show me it is hurts?