Like somethingHow the blessed think
Like daybreak in spring
The sun on a spring morning
Like the flat brink of a cloud
Like a dark night in autumn
But how do I feel
In my gloomy depths?
A black winter day
No, darker than that
Gloomier than an autumn night
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- Current Residence: Porto
- Favourite movie: Stigmata; Seven; Lord of rings trilogy; Den Sisit Samurai
- Favourite band or musician: Dead Can Dance
- Favourite genre of music: gothic; metal; alternative; classical music
- Favourite artist: Luis Royo; Paula Rego; giger; Auguste Renoir; Salvador Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Fernando Pessoa; Bocage; Sophia de mello Breyner; edgar allan poe
- Favourite style of art: Paintings/ photomanipulation
- Skin of choice: -----------------------------7d7÷
- Tools of the Trade: Photoshop, acrylics, palettes, watercolours, brushes, pencils...
- Email: celtic.lord@hotmail.com
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Time is the bandage.
"She's a bitch... I called her a bitch right in front of her tits!"
eheh yes, i am portuguese. if you need some help, or something, send me a note or message, or something like that.
Espero que seja produtivo o teu estudo da lingua
Beijos
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The whisperer in crystal speaks in dreams,
Of silken shadows, and the softest breath of dark enchantment.
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