

ObsessionObsessionObsession
There is a fire that never goes out As tacky as it may seem, it's relentless Pocking my soul endlessly in an increasing Fierce pace depriving me of all sleep
'Til the day my name Shall be last said I'll know no peace
The urge, always have me Craving what I don't belong So far from being achieved Taunting it's seekers
That elixir of eternity Shared by only the greatest Names who outlive worlds


Child's playI will put in a box...Child's play
the sound of a needle scratching a disc old games played with lost friends the spicy smell from my grandma's house the silky feeling of a new love's hair the warming confort from remembering the past my childish excitment in a moving film all the fantasy and joy from heroes i never met
I would pack it all tightly and store it in my heart


bohemianNoitadasbohemian
Quero escrever Sem saber o por que. Talvez para sentir prazer De pensar em você.
Oh! musa invisível Que me atormenta Todas as noites que possível E de minh'alma experimenta.
Noites sem fim Em que pensamentos não se findam E as palavras não se formam.
Novos pensamentos de velhos Devaneios. Ciclos infinitos De um comedor de capim.