Fused wax and candles in fire…
In my screen only letters and offers.
Many fears and many desires,
Nothing else. Only night like a coffee.
Freezy hands and my heart is stop-beating...
Something darkness I feeling and hotness
And its taste is exciting and bitter.
There was our night like a coffee.
14.11.2008
Night like a coffee...
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