Dream of a moment. Everything is a passing thing, Scaring inconstancy, Which involves us, consumes us. Little memories that go away, Moments which won't be back, Moments in vain... There is nothing left Just insconstancy, Passing moments that won't be back.
Τελευταία επικύρωση ή επεξεργασία από dramati - 25 Δεκέμβριος 2007 03:59