15.9.05
Inriq
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
debrayes del pasado
- lost.in.the.silence
- vuelos
- estar
- is.this.for.real?
- strong.blind one
- ¿você.quer.vir?
- today
- la.luz.o.el.camino
- a.ball.of.white.healing.light
- ...
Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
It's not until you lose everything that you are free to do anything.
Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.
First you have to give up, first you have to "know"... not fear... "know"... that someday you're gonna die.
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"Where I’m bound to the ground by the loneliest sound
And it pounds from within and is pinning me down"
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