The love letters you’ll never read,
The tears you’ll never see –
That is all for the price of mercy,
That is all for the age of innocence.
The tenderness of my heart,
The beauty of my secret dreams –
That is all for price of lies,
That is all greater than sincerity.
For the freedom of being true,
For the lost of the sense of virginity –
That will finish the age of me,
That will lie on the bottom infinitely.
the age of me...
© Copyright: Alika Lianders, 2004
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I lost virginity, but not its sense.
Sensewise I’m virgin still, I am still virgin!
Let this be known, people, no offense:
The age of me is still emerging!
But when it comes, beware young man, beware!
The age of innocence will then be history...
Triumph I shall in every love affair.
Enigma, riddle, shrouded in mystery.
Clittary Hilton 28.04.2008 04:22 • Заявить о нарушении
Sensewise I’m virgin still, I am still virgin!
Let this be known, people, no offense:
The age of me is still emerging!
But when it comes, beware young man, beware!
The age of innocence will then be history...
Triumph I shall in every love affair.
Enigma, riddle, shrouded in mystery.
Clittary Hilton 28.04.2008 04:22 • Заявить о нарушении
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