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The Prince of the Sweet Sorrow
The sadness is my blood, and to its edge, my vein, where sorrow dwells, where it starves.
Hunger and melancholy that the moon is full of love and joys, I'm the Prince of the Sweet Sorrow.
A kiss is where you end, and your hug, my shelter. Your mouth, where germinates my delirium and my death... if it's with you.
------------------------<p><b><i>Edited by Matty on May 10 2006, at 02:01AM</i></b></p>
The Prince of the Sweet Sorrow
The sadness is my blood, and to its edge, my vein, where sorrow dwells, where it starves.
Hunger and melancholy that the moon is full of love and joys, I'm the Prince of the Sweet Sorrow.
A kiss is where you end, and your hug, my shelter. Your mouth, where germinates my delirium and my death... if it's with you.
------------------------<p><b><i>Edited by Matty on May 10 2006, at 02:01AM</i></b></p>