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lina_ame @ 2009-06-01T14:00:00

unbearable. You unicellular einzellne every second, I can feel on the skin. Follow the sleepless night and the waiting. I'm waiting for those who will never come. You, get me out of here, just for a minute. The time runs too slow, the hysteria comes in waves, my face divided by two small rivers, but you, who would you save me, before the meaningless flow of time, do not even know that I you think. I keep thinking of you. I'm getting crazy. Because the time until we meet again, is dead. She died the moment I was delivered to you and your eyes. Irrevocable. You is dead, floats between the dust grains in the dead sun. Damn, why do you miss me so?

There are only a half day and the night and another day and a night. But time is dead and viscous, slowly rotting, and the only refuge is that of my thoughts, I'm thinking of something, something with you, and I forget myself and everything around them. And watch 'Cash Back', it would be pleasing to you.

But you live your own life in which I will never have a speck of space. Only for brief moments of time, which is still alive. How long it probably is, until I stop to become mad because of you ...

It's just that damn time ...

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you. Have you a bad joke using me. Or I think I only what? ... I
. holding your eyes stand your charming eyes. I have never seen such beautiful eyes.
It is not fair, but we do it unintentionally. Deliberately, but accidentally. People, weak as we are weak our self, to compose herself to speak, not to solve the view. Impossible, and I laugh at my own stupidity to have admitted the only thought that I would be more. More than just a man in the power of the city. I wanted to find this for you a star. I did not go unnoticed. Is it stupidity, I looked up something? Your look, your eyes, I could lose myself in it.
pass is how everything goes. I will have to grow up, perhaps only to prove to the world, the people, you think I can let go of my dreams. That I may lose everything I have. And now, I only have your views. Love, and if that's what I do not have overlooked and ignored, they will pass away. You'll do not remember because I'm just one of many. Of the many children who dare to still run by the große_weite_Welt in infancy. Inattentive, lost for an eternity, you're still such a child. Your look betrays you. It's so wonderful to see you in the eye. Not because I am forgiven, not because I know how fragile my love, not because I'm always alone and wait - just because you have such beautiful eyes. And because you're talking nonsense. Like so many.
Crazy, but you never know who you are before added. I do not know. You? .. We'll see I can rock stars and only looking, not because the stupid girls are already taken, and forget the guys with the most amazing eyes so fast. Sun Fast.
you will see. I will see.
Thank you, that we are bound together.

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lina_ame @ 2009-05-10T21:59:00

I walk through the city and leave the view through the crowd flitting, maybe you're somewhere out here. Since you're gone, I wait, as I have time to wait for Remi, full of longing and sorrow, and every time I think, a sign of having noticed a breath, My heart races. I miss you. In spite of everything.

... As if you've broken up. So suddenly. I told you often accused you were so little for me, for me, around me. But you were always there. You came to me. You had it all, Lani, Lena, but you came to me. No idea why. What a big help, I was never for someone, but you always have the stars shine brighter by you were just there. You knocked on my window, and the night could be done suddenly warmer, have you lit your cigarette, turned off the switch of the superfluous. You were just there. And I have something better to feel useful. Something safer. Summer.


I walk through life and look for a sign of life. It seems to me you never get back. And when I listen through the window into the night air, I'm just waiting for you to stand outside my window. I play your song, and try to make it better. I'm afraid. That you never again appear and disappear. Perhaps it feels as if one dies, but if so, I would bemoan thee forever, do not believe it, I would expect you always. Your coffee would always be there, I'll stay there forever. To listen again, you're still here. That you're not.

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lina_ame @ 2009-03-18T19:38:00

The days crawl by, I see the hopelessness, and whisper, it would be soon all right. She will love you, they will respect you, you will have the best friends, they say, but I know - there is never a place in her heart for me, I know it must just learn to deal with it. I need to learn, yes, but it's not. If I see them, you blow me all the fuses, and then I would prefer to go away far away. But what we have of the red-haired Madonna learned? - Do not run away. Although I do not think any would do such a rebellion drum. It is also just happened because it started two and the others have felt obliged to do something to relieve their conscience. But in the end they had to even deal with it. We were only minor roles in the play, as it does on us.
It is terrible to know so much. No, it is not so much, but it is enough to crack the magic of human nature, the magic of the sky, the phenomena that used to have one so enchanted. The air is full of sunlight and the flowering and maturing plants, It's not magic, it's just the refraction of light at sunset, no colors, God has knocked carelessly, as he stroked his dining room - or was it perhaps the young angels? But my imagination is not kapputgemacht of knowledge about the world, there are only the dreams, the hopes. Knowledge is a nullity as compared to the young soul. I can give her the guilt that I love them, but ultimately I'm the one who loves, and I know it will happen, it must be done just a little, and I will come to them even off . Unfortunately, I am a jealous, envious, selfish Creature, but if I can change if it helps to get a seat next to her - I would do it. Without looking back, without complaining, I would do anything for them. And here is little in it, what makes me so sick, its not cold, do not reject their nature, it reaches only the sight, as you glide through the dreams of the lashes when she sleeps. It is the manner in which she sees the world, their sense of justice, for love, complete for the little things that she sees the world differently than I do, and if our sense of dignity something is somewhere overlaps, there appears someone, and directs it away from me. I can not do anything, just look away.
One day I hate them like nothing on earth, and then I can not get enough of their attention. No, I do not need much. Just a feeling that she needs me. I would do anything. You cut a piece out of the sky in his blue shades, so it can hang on the wall, collect their stars from the sky so that it can equip them with the blanket in her room. But probably all that is not needed. And the only all my love, my heart and my soul, all I can give her - so she simply only stored and dusting from time to time, but she already has enough in its collection.
feel the moment I am pretty much out of life taken by, and wait for better times. Whether it takes a long time, and what it means, I do not know. As probably the good times be?