I left my past on a ghost bridge.
Was a three months past...
I'm now looking for a warrior of beauty.

what is seems BROKEN could be not...

EMPTY & COLD SPACE...

...when outside is raining...

obsession

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MY LONGEST DAY

amo i suoi pensieri, sono i fallimenti suoi

the sea,
the sweat,
the tears

all of this is for you

My mother's past

6/6/06

me, sliced