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untitledThe sky is blurry, red indeed. Strange the silence, hard to breathe. A single heartbeat – stopped and suddenly a cry.untitled
Rain pours down u cannot hide, soaked is ur court and so ur mind. Were ment to be, by destiny this thought – the only one. Forever u will feel the heat. No matter who will come.
And rain wash's down ur tears mixed up – inspired saulty sadness Becomin weak and helpless though, love hides behind white wanness.
All u can do stand by urself – see ur smile and disappear. The rain u hope its warmth as cosy as his hand once on ur skin
by ~Uminotori
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- Current Residence: Perth, Western Australia
- Interests: art, music, fashion, history, cuisine, design., photography
- Favourite movie: 300 and Amelie
- Favourite band or musician: The Mars Volta, The Rasmus, Reuben, Bjork, Muse, Tool
- Favourite genre of music: too many to mention
- Favourite artist: Jamie Lenman, Vermeer, WingMakers
- Favourite poet or writer: Wingmakers
- Favourite photographer: Kyle Cassidy
- Favourite style of art: Abstract, Dutch Masters
- Operating System: XP
- MP3 player of choice: Whichever is the cheapest
- Favourite game: GTA series, Mario series, Teddy Boy
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2, SNES, Sega Master System
- Favourite cartoon character: Daria Morgendorffer and Jane Lane
- Tools of the Trade: Laptop, camera, psp, acrylic, felt tip pen
- Website: http://sionimuiri.blogspot.com/
- MSN: lintu@graffiti.net
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