There was a hidden madness in her glittering eyes.
Always Walking on thin ice.
She lived on a fine line.
The polarity of extremes.
A little more - then the abyss.
Who was she?
That girl was me.
Un vagabondo che si rifugia nella poesia
Profondo Respiro. Silenzio…
Totale amnesia
Glittering eyes
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