28/11/2010




written and sent on 08/09/2010:
(the phone is ringing...)
He: Hello... Hello?
She: Just listen... I'm sorry if I've never made you feel like a lucky man. But now I'm trying, I put on my prettiest face, my inviting garment and I promise, here and now, with the strengh of the warriors, that I'll be your lucky charm. I may be far away, and we may be playing in a hard game, but we will always get trough. I'm begin you to stay. When you want I can be your object of desire, when you need I may be your drug, when you're sick I can be your cure. And I promise to stay with you until your heart stop beating and by then I'll be your eternity, my body will be your empire and my soul will be your heaven...


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