

Your singning voiceLook a little more high,Your singning voice
there is only space anyway, above, down, a rope swinging, to the rhythm of my heart
which does not beat any more. Slowly, you take one step closer to a thick black that becomes thicker when you shout my name.
Sometimes I hear you, some resonance,
some ends of words not yet erased.
With your blade you cut out the question,
a little more, a little less, always opposite to reason
because it never makes any sense.
And then a note barely resound, a second,
well I thought I understood, but I didn't because nothing as &n


TimeTime, time, time Missing, pushing away The things I once wanted So hard desired Now outdated, DisillusionedTime
Every minute Im sitting here, waiting For my life to begin Every single second Im wasting Brings sooner, closer the ending
Slow Motion Never old-fashioned
Time, time, time If you were mine Id slow you down
Id break you push you to the ground
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& bevor man fällt, geht man ganz schnell.
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*Culturesafari this one love.
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you said i must eat so many lemons, cause i am so bittah.-
va t'on te voir cet été ?
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You and Me, my Dear, and F*CK OFF all the rest of the World
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.:Roses are red. Violets are Blue. I'm schizophrenic. And I am too:.
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Je voudrais t'effacer comme on efface d'un sourire,
un mauvais souvenir * Me
Throw your
and the rest will follow
Je savais pas que tu avais un compte ici 8D J'imagine que toi non plus tu savais pas que j'en avais un XDDD Et bien, je te watche!
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Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.
~ by Leo Buscaglia ~
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