20/02/2013
Wednesday
23:50
Võib-olla lihtsalt hüpohondrik, aga ka see on sündroom. Päästke mind mu vaimu vaimuhaiglast, ma ei taha näha neid karjeid ega taha kuulda neid juge. Mu keha ei kuulu mulle, ta ei tunne neid maalinguid - neid, mis teiste silmis nii patused on. Ta ei tunne neid lööminguid, mis jooksetavad veenijõed sinijärvedesse. Ta ei tunne neid odasid, mis mu silmis ehivad teda. Ta sureb nälga ja igavusse. Ma söödaks tal' kõik, mida ta ise toota ei tea. Tunneb puudust seiklustest, elukogemustest. Ta ei tunne enam mind.
Miks sa, mu armas, siis unerohtu ei taha?
Broken and frozen, whatever
19/02/2013
Wednesday
06:45
You got my heart cold
You've made my lips cracked
No longer craving for a kiss
No longer warm
The smoke flows out
Music is liberating my mind
I heard birds singing last week
They are gone
I'm not drowning in own pain
My pain is freezing my cheeks
The ones that used to be lovely and blushy
It's making the ice thicker
You took spring warmth from me
Hope the magic will die one day
And bring you with it to the agonizing reality
Thanks, asshole, for a nice week.
Wednesday
06:45
You got my heart cold
You've made my lips cracked
No longer craving for a kiss
No longer warm
The smoke flows out
Music is liberating my mind
I heard birds singing last week
They are gone
I'm not drowning in own pain
My pain is freezing my cheeks
The ones that used to be lovely and blushy
It's making the ice thicker
You took spring warmth from me
Hope the magic will die one day
And bring you with it to the agonizing reality
Thanks, asshole, for a nice week.
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