"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Someone to save me


Let me tell you about my life,
Let me tell you about my dreams,
Let me tell you about the things that happen
Always real to me

Let me tell you of my hope
Of my need to reach the sky
Let me take you on an awkward journey
Let me tell you why

Let me tell you why

Why should these curses be laid upon me
I won’t be forgiven ’til I can break free
What did I do to deserve all this guilt
Pay for my sins, for the sale of my soul
Demons are trapped all inside of my head
My hopes are gone reach for heaven from hell

My sins are many, my guilt is too heavy
The pressure of knowing, of hiding what I know
I’m able to see things, things that I don’t want to see
The lives of a thousand souls, weigh heavy down on me

I know they’re crying for help reaching out
The burden of them will take me down as well
The sin of a thousand souls not died in vain
Reincarnate still in me live again

Someone to save me,
Something to save me from myself
To bring salvation
To exorcise this hell

Someone to save me,
Something to save me from myself
To bring salvation
To exorcise this hell

Someone to save me
Something to save me from my hell
A destination
Away from this nightmare

Someone to save me
Something to save me from myself
To bring salvation
To exorcise this hell

…questo per dire che sono incasinatissima ed è per questo che latito. Quando sarà andato a posto almeno uno dei tre tasselli della mia vita che si stanno muovendo in questo periodo, tornerò con un po’ di regolarità a raccontarvi che cosa sto combinando. Per ora accontentatevi di qualche fumetto ogni tanto (cos’è che esce oggi?).

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Marjorie Bowen — Dark Ann

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Sabine Baring-Gould — A Christmas Tree

Tom Mountstephen was dressed in his very best—a black coat, a tie of blue satin studded with veritable planets, and in it a new zodiacal sign—a fox in full career, that formed the head of a pin. Tom’s collar was so stiffly starched and so

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4 Comments
  • impbianco
    Posted at 13:04h, 05 December Reply

    Per la Marvel Italia esce Thor ed i Nuovi Vendicatori (molto bello già letto,sia la prima storia che quella degli Illuminati,no comment invece su MS Marvel…,comunque ci stiamo avvicinando a Silent Invasion! :P) poi esce anche il primo volumetto di Fallen Son,ma nella mia fumetteria ancora non è arrivato. Non colpa della Panini ma del corriere. Comunque Shelidon,torna quando sarai meno incasinata…tanto io ti seguo tramite i feed…quindi quando aggiorni starò qui in un baleno! :D

    X-Bye

  • Damiani
    Posted at 16:30h, 05 December Reply

    Shelidon mi raccomando metticela tutta! Chissà che non vada a posto più di un tassello!

    Ho appena finito la Torre. Dire che sono furioso è dire poco. Una presa in giro di proporzioni bibliche. 2 pagine di fumetto e 20 di storielle di fuffa inutile.

    Che nervi.

  • heraclitus
    Posted at 15:10h, 08 December Reply

    come ti capisco… :-(

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 10:37h, 12 December Reply

    Ecco, ho già due settimane di fumetti arretrati e non ho ancora letto nemmeno tutti quelli della scorsa settimana. Si vede che sto invecchiando…

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