My life is born in pain
pain waves fragile
threads into dreams,
skies that are annihilated by
the infinity of the galaxy
Infinity,man´s unsolved riddle
in the eternity
but the fairytale of our life
that became reality
will never be destroyed
Our hands tied together
for a harsh life
when we met
on a cold inter´s night
where only stars
witnessed our happiness
Lay three red roses
on my grave
they are for you
once you follow me
then i will wait by the gate
whish i was denied in my youth
the roses are three words
i love you...
"By WOLVERINE"
beijit :)