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The Shadows Of The End: It Was August, And The End Was Near
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 14 jul. 2010. It Was August, And The End Was Near. A shadow of what appeared to be a man arose high upon the plain early in the morning. It was August, and the end was near. I never heard from him again. 8220;Who are you, my fellow life? What is it that has brought you here? And my ink did finish. My eyes were open like mirrors absorbing fragments of light in the ...
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The Shadows Of The End: 4 - Four
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 30 jul. 2010. I was thinking about the chain of strong winds. Like a shot, the last hope of man in its place passed before me. I wondered what could that be, what would I see next, but something unknown attacked my state of complete stability, losing control. I cried for a comeback through the road of broken glasses that pierce my muscles. Publicado por Juan Pablo.
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The Shadows Of The End: The Beginning Will Be Understood.
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. The Beginning Will Be Understood. So this is the time when you have to go away. How far will you go, so far from myself. Away from my love and away from my pain. Run, fly, reach for the sky. Or walk steady, don't forget the memories inside. Now and forever, until we meet again. Publicado por Juan Pablo. Publicar un comentario en la entrada. The Beast Inside The Man.
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The Shadows Of The End: Just to quote a song...
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 15 oct. 2010. Just to quote a song. It was The most loneliest day of my life. Publicado por Juan Pablo. Publicar un comentario en la entrada. Suscribirse a: Enviar comentarios (Atom). The Beast Inside The Man. History. Ex Solem In Umbra. Just to quote a song. A Mind in Constant Evolution. Ver todo mi perfil.
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The Shadows Of The End: 1 - One
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 30 jul. 2010. We find ourselves in a trip towards the interior of the nebula of Proxatar, at 36 knots. It's difficult to stand that black barrier of sound that floats in our surroundings; white lights are coming cutting the monotony, right in front of my eyes. I wonder what is the cause of that interspacial scream to which we travel to. Publicado por Juan Pablo.
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The Shadows Of The End: A message from the Author.
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. A message from the Author. Happy new year, dear readers. May the new year fulfill your wishes and you turn into a better person. As for me, I will keep writing. Publicado por Juan Pablo. 4 de marzo de 2011, 18:51. Creo que no había leido tu blog hace mucho.de esto soy fan. Me encantó. Suscribirse a: Enviar comentarios (Atom). The Beast Inside The Man.
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The Shadows Of The End: Sin Título
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. Me encuentro escribiendo un poema. Que se tiñe del color de la tristeza. Te lo escribo a ti, mi bella princesa. Mi amor por ti vive, y como una chispa, quema. 191;Y de qué color es la tristeza? Es como el color de un llanto, de un lamento. Como ese suspiro al final de todo lo que siento. La respuesta la tendrás, y ese día te alejarás. Y ya nunca más podré volar.
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The Shadows Of The End: Amiga
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 20 sept. 2010. El tiempo se acaba, el fin está cerca. El miedo de perderte crece a cada instante. Te dedico estos versos mojados en sangre. Y que con mis lágrimas escribí…. Me dejaste viajar por tu interior. Ahora con tristeza hemos de partir. Y volar hacia el desconocido exterior. Al que ahora nuestras puertas debemos abrir. Si pudiera te daría mi corazón.
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The Shadows Of The End: Hatred
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 22 ene. 2011. Publicado por Juan Pablo. Publicar un comentario en la entrada. Suscribirse a: Enviar comentarios (Atom). The Beast Inside The Man. History. Ex Solem In Umbra. A message from the Author. A Mind in Constant Evolution. Ver todo mi perfil.
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The Shadows Of The End: 5 - Five
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The Shadows Of The End. A place to share my mind. Cotidie Morimur, Cotidie Commutamur El Tamen Aeternos Esse Nos Credimus. De Nihilo, Nihilum. 30 jul. 2010. There's time that inferes and doubts about its holy prohibitions that don't disturb time as the broken link of kindness. Worried, I knelt and nodded my head, kissing the ground that carried me, in the style of Harry Houdini. There are no ears that receive the cries of help because everything in here is deaf. Therefore, nothing will be heard.
