quarta-feira, 3 de abril de 2013


Orgasmic madness

The prostitute, the old, this boy
The sums of the voids among many
And when they had covered themselves with such robes
Rather than you thought folly
Experiencing so a diamond
Delirium between flares, more charms,
And the more mistakes leftovers
Louder this hell I hear a hymn.
The depths of dreams, there is nothing
Otherwise this sad scenario of
It has no shade but diverse
And I see between desires, naked muses
And the more wishes, the more you abuse,
Orgasmic moment, and immersed in it.


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