As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Untitled.

Before you, I stand powerless.
Only one word, I will not leave anymore.
Please, force me not to leave.
Maybe, I am just waiting for you to bid me to stop.
Yes, I am selfish.
And yes, I am a coward.

Au revoir.
Adieu.
Goodbye.

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