Winter 2010, Tuesday 17th.

Tell me I'm your angel

Tell me I'm your angel

Tell me I'm your angel

Tell me what am I?

Who am I?

No... I'm nothing of you anymore.

But you are everything of me.

Thank you for satisfying my hunger

Thank you for giving me the spring of your life

Thank you for painting the white roses that fell from my gums with carmine.

You were not afraid of the thorns, sharp as blades, nor of the danger that I supposed

You are my angel

You are my angel

You are my angel

You are my angel

Angels are eternal,

Angels do not suffer,

I saved your soul from the tragedy that is coming.

I saved you from the night that came to stay and never leaves; from the night that set in 1111 and will set in 121212.