понеделник, 4 октомври 2010 г.

Memories from a past life



How can fire and water exsist together as one. I extinguish your flames but you are reborn every morning . Your heat embraces my waves. I breathe in your smoke and I feel your poison filling my lungs. You burn my memories and leave nothing but thirst behind you. Even my water is not enough to heal my dry throat.


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Behind your quiet eyes I can see the deamons are asleep. I can walk barefoot around them but I’m not scared. I’ll put on my high heels and I’ll step on their claws. I dare them to wake up!


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It was the moonlight that made me dive in your river, it was the blinding sun that chased away your water back into the spring.


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Keep your lips closer and your hands closer.


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The music revives all my senses. I open my eyes for the first time this season and all i see is truth –real, inevitable, loud truth. I try to dance my way through it but I trip on the memory of you.

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