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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-11-09 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en english] | where art thou, my sweet heart? by mazHur ...........oOo............. where art thou, my sweet heart? the darkness of the night is getting deeper and deeper all around is silence and me alone moving in my bedroom here and there without purpose my heart is heavier eyes are sored up eye lids hard to lift up my eye balls becoming dull I don't know where the heck are you? Every night you play games with me until the sun rises and pokes the spear of its sharp bright ray into the iris of my eyes shutting them down finally till i fall dead asleep all day waiting to prepare for the arrival of my sweet heart some night. At least in my dream-ridden Sleep!
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