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Neglect Your Heart

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Neglect Your Heart Today

By Nerissa Leone

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much pain, and how to forget ...

If I had the opportunity to do so long ago, I swear by the gods I do not know and I have come to speak, that he had.

But unfortunately the two do not exist.

Ich Verlassen Heunt 'Dein Herz / Neglect Your Heart Today

hear the title of that song in German, and even without knowing what meant to sing it to your ear after making love with so much pleasure and love, or at least I thought that was love, actually I did was make the injury more serious than you can make your loved one.

Stealing the soul, His entire self-interest.

My selfishness.

If it is, and I accept it.

For right now I regret that there is no turning back now, things took an uncertain direction in which there is no exit, no more doors to escape.

And even then I tell you once more but now I do not want, or you can hear.

love you, more than my own existence, and still do, even now that quavered me repeat that phrase, now that is what it means it hurts me to hear between the last sigh that escapes from your lips ...

Ich Verlassen Heunt 'Dein Herz / Neglect Your Heart Today

Ojala and I had known before.

Ojala and was not in this state, to the despair of not having more, knowing that never come back.

To know that even though I hold almost inhuman strength and will not respond to my words, because you no longer are.

For I have given you freedom, wings to escape from my side and forms a life where your light shine with sincerity to someone else and this thank you in the most honestly I never knew what I value.

Im stillen / In silence

Lass ich von dir ab / I leave

Der letzte Kuss / last kiss

Paraphrasing a phrase you hear in some old novel Shakpeare:

"And with this last kiss I die"

I go and I thank you and let me say goodbye to you, loving to the last space in your divine body.

I love you.

I hope you know.

I need.

That error mine to realize this because it is too late.

Ich danke für all die Liebe die / all I agradesco Love

Ich danke dir in Ewigkeit / You Eternally grateful

And sorry for all the fraud that causes you, but today ....

Today my bleeding heart I tell you ....

Ich Verlassen Heunt 'Dein Herz / Ich Verlassen Heunt' Dein Herz

leave your love / abandono tu amor

I leave your heart / abandono tu corazón

your life - your kiss / tu vida - tus besos

Your warmth - your presence, / tu calor - tu cercania,

Deir tenderness. / Tu ternura.

AS I LOVE YOU! / ¡POR QUE TE AMO!

Ai shiteru Shu-chan

Eiri Yuki

Where Does Discharge Come From

Today In Joy and Sorrow

In Joy and Sorrow

Por Nerissa Leone

a feeling you never forget ...

Two words that mean so much ...

A place to wait for that which leads to utter them.

A body ...

My body.

Why Love hurt so much, that hurt ...

What is not supposed to love should make us happy ?

So ...

Why am I not happy?

thought to each step he took, looking down and the rain on my head, this undoubtedly was the worst day of my life.

First, the math teacher which brought it to me, then my parents did not understand that mine was not the administration, if not the music.

So without further to do I left the house alone with the move I was wearing, looking for the one who said love me to death, but he, from whom I least expected, also gave me back.

What a shame ... shame ... that's over me!

already without parents, without friends, without love.

I stood in the middle of a bridge, recharging my arms on the railing, watching the cars pass, was a river of light, white, red and yellow, simply mesmerizing.

At that moment the only thing that crossed my mind was throw the vacuum, the only way to end my suffering, but the rain began to fall, first in a light drizzle accompanied by cold wind, then harder.

Still, I went there, watching the lights, not daring to move even an inch of the place, breathing easy, because no tears to be distinguished in my face, as these were mingled with the drops of rain that washed my face perfectly.

Pura.

Water was the fluid that revitalized my soul like a balm for wounds deeper within me.

face lift, eyes closed, letting the rain water falls squarely on my cheeks, my forehead, eyes and lips.

Drinking this liquid, the cry of God, the cry of the Angels who suffered with me all my losses, my pain and the tears that purify me.

And I smiled again after long months of eternal bitterness, sleeplessness and crying, smiled and laughed with laughter open until my stomach hurt and made me bend over, falling face down on the wet ground cement that bridge even where I was.

was a mad, completely mad, remembering my sentences while I laugh, opening her eyes, watching that river of lights below me, called me screaming.

And even between hysterical laughter, I got to the railing, holding the thin light pole hugging while I swung from front to the following, non-stop laughing.

What irony!

And life was so, until you find more way that the shiny white light down the hall, where you have been refused entry to all doors as you go and scream for help quiet so as not to disturb anyone.

closed his eyes, turning out loud, just keep a smile etched forever on his lips, listening to the wind and rain, feeling both elements play with my hair, inhaling the strong smell of a wet afternoon fall, thinking about them, my loved ones who may weep for me.

And I was happy.

At the last moment when the last sound that assaulted my ears was the drifting of the cars, and the last image that came to my eyes was your face fallen angel, and the last thing my lips your name was pronounced blessed.

And a wry smile on my face ever captured, sinister.

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" De Profundis ad clamavi I '


Kitten Dedicated to Kenny

advance Happy Birthday beautiful.

I love you.

"De profundis ad te clamavi"

By Nerissa Leone

I betrayed the unconscious

Al saberte

not mine Far

all perverse desire

In my left mind.

"perhaps I can lick the tears from your eyes?

Can you see the glamor of death?

But I can not see your face

From the darkness of this room.

Amarte

I make you mine forever

feed off of you

to the last drop of blood.

Can you hear the sound of the wind,

Calling

quietly to my grave?

and die in sin, buried

On a bed of hot ashes.

And the sound of your voice

The sound of your voice damn

screaming in the middle of the night

Crying my name.

Melisante
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