29/10/2012

And you poke my eyes like an open window
penetrate to the depths of my heart
soullessness where I become insensitive
for my spirit lies in a cold place
until I finally find it and drive it back home

This will take time ...
not take it anymore
I wonder if you understand
which is nothing more than the touch of your hand
behind closed doors

Last night I dreamed
that somebody loved me
no hope, no harm
                Just another false alarm more





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