"Since love first made the breast an instrument <br />Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart <br />Was molten to a mirror, like a rose <br />I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang <br />This mirror in your sight <br />Gaze you therein." <br />~ Muhammad Iqbal <br /><br />http://www.myspace.com/lucasthanos <br />http://www.reverbnation.com/lucasthanos <br />http://www.youtube.com/user/lucasmusic4u <br />http://www.dailymotion.com/Lucas_Thanos <br />http://www.greektube.org/user/lucas_thanos
