I´m sitting here ´lone at home
having had worse two days
alone,drunk and in fear
realized what i have done
i wanted to d** for you and now I know... what the heck you have done
I hate you for that but can I?!
Yes , finnally i think i can
not only a good fried gave me her blade and told me to cut whether i want
no ... gone ... alone ... left
now this why , why am I writing this??
why did all come this way
why can´t I change it , why don´t you like me?
what have I done to you that you treat me like that , hm?!?
I did not cut
and don´t know what to do for christs sake
but I now saw your true face
I bore you , anybody who reads this
I´m thinking of leaving , braking up all contacts and go somewhere
... a place for my heart...
no matter what comes , take a look to the stars , small and giant
glittering for you no matter who you are and what you have done...
s(c/t)ars remain...
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