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To study me, study not my madness, but do study my method, for there is no method to my madness, there is only madness to my method. Enjoy! Edwin Calvo

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Black Rose

I'm the black rose,
Full of thorns.
If I tell you where I'm from
Then you'll wish I wasn't born.
If you see me you'll run
And never come back
Because I'm the black rose
And I don't exist in this land.
Posted by Eduin Calvo at 3:56 AM
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