But who knows...I would give my eyesight to see you, loose my legs to walk with you. Fuck the busyness, I emigrate. And If we don't have a place to sleep I crash at a friend's floor. Don't worry, we will make it. You and me against the world, we will make it. If there is no food, because there is no money, we go to bed, hold each other and forget it. I will never think again of something other. I will never give my soul and faith to somebody other. I never want to miss you around me. Nothing is better than Chicken-tine and bouillon-cube-rice out of your kitchen. You will never haveBut who knows...
City SmogIn the city there are concrete blocks. We breathe smog.City Smog
My eyes are wide open, I'm on my guard like an animal in jungle. If you loose your bravery, you are pretty birdbrained. In the city, you have to go through this, people get dull here. Everyone passes you, intransparent like Munich style dark. I don't know the reason for this, maybe we are too much here. The most are to overstrained for a simple: "I love you." Main thing - we're connected over internet. Emotions get cold, get more hard than a concrete rock. In the city there are concrete blocks. We breathe smog. The city s
the granny upstairsWhat could I tell you, what you don't know already?the granny upstairs
Draw the friggin curtain, turn the damn lights on. No time for game consoles, my life is jump 'n' run. No time to waste, even if the morning shift starts at 3 o clock. There is no time for boredom and idleness.
This is an episode of two souls, who died alone. Because they apparently had nothing common except a lack of sleep. Day and night we lay awake, nothing but sorrow and tiff in our heads. She watches TV and I write storys to learn and feel. Under her, in ground floor, sits one, writes texts, and produces tracks, h
| Some years ago, my life was like a desert. Dry and lonely. Later it was like the burning hell itself. Apparently unlimited pain and lonelyless. And it was my damn fault. I didn't realize, what would have been better for me. After some professional help, I began to extinguish the fires and planting trees into the desert. Now I want to help people with my experiences. |
Arrrrrrgh
Distressed
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Manch eine rose lebt, um unbeachtet zu welken.
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"Kill anyone with a different religion."
Deuteronomy 17:2-7
"The fire that burns down the present and leaves no future,only the past."
"In the Men's Club..."
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..sanat için sanat..
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