Even if I use sweet phrases in this description, I cannot even be sure that what I write here is true, precisely because I do not know the Absolute Truth, but what I argue in this pages is a feeling… — Sorin Cerin Copy Share Image
Ill stain my hands with your blood paint it on the walls to show my guilt my pride my honer blinded by sun damned never to live in it pale from the dark of the night eyes so blue known… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
