In the same spot I am standing
In the silence, patiently
And the spacetime keeps on bending
Vigorously around me

There is nothing of my actions
That is able to stop the flow
To give sense to pointless fractions
Of the living, death and woe

The peeked roofs of nothing
Keep growing, spreading to unknown
And the dust particles and thoughts
embrace the wind that is being blown, blown...
blown away...

And the people, people, people
Have nothing really more to say
Say something that will grow deeper
Into my head, into my veins
I am a castaway

Cast away here, here in time
And space...
space of broken skin and broken bones
Feeling high or feeling down
Or feeling nothing...
nothing at all.

............

But I WANT...
So drive it deeper in me
Go all the way inside
Press harder and feel...
Feel it dripping down
On your precious white skin
Go all the way inside
And then,
Please, tear me apart...
Give me more
Give me more scars...

Some people FEEL the pain, others just get HURT.

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phantasia  17. 5. 2010 01:46
škoda tvojich zmazaných zvyšných blogov... rada som sa občas vrátila nejaký si prečítať zas.
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ephraim  17. 5. 2010 17:11
Ty trdlo... nenechavaj ostatnych aby ti robili bordel v hlave...
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indelirium  26. 7. 2010 18:52
Síce tomu poriadne nerozumiem, lebo je to po anglicky, ale tú pesničku zbožňujem.
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