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indefinable

What is this? I hate my moods. Mood fluctuation pure today. I hold no longer. You kidding me. My moods. Or feelings, or whatever you call it, that one's brain constantly sends. It is I was just a pawn to be unwilling to accept everything. By flights to fuck deep freeze. FUCK YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! moods As a set can save the evening. Or I do it to me only? No, but he has the evening, the whole damn days saved. So simple, meaningless, or does it? But he says a lot. No. Do not do it. Only now he means so much, because I damn damn fuck shit went. Just. So simple.
sleep well princess, kiss

Thats all, this small sentence.
Cursed be he!

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like two leaves in the wind sailing

we down

collided for a moment

Our trajectories

But what does this mean?

Or was it just coincidence that we are

now where we are

We should stop progress

And moderate

For as this can have no future.

When we reach the bottom,

Will we meet again.

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people

I feel a tremendous pleasure out of writing something. Although it might not, but I do have the feeling in this area I would be safer. Safer than dealing with real people and life. How it rhymes. No, really. I'm already getting tired of me constantly deal with any people. Each of them lives in his own little world, is actually only up to a certain extent transparent, and a mystery in itself. How easy it is then to sit down and write something. Mentally express no immediate response by any tense face that you indeed can be interpreted anyway. Maybe I see simply the wrong people, or I'm crazy to be on. People are indeed a topic that does not exhaust itself. It must be so surrounded with them. Sometimes I would like to be alone. Alone somewhere where there is no one else. Just now I'm alone, and of course I enjoy that fact. So much easier. But only a very few understand. The fact most are dependent on others. Completely unnecessary if you ask me.

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A table, a chair, a bed. More is not there. The new is incomprehensible to mundane penetrated into the consciousness.
.
.
.
As in a dream.
Strange dreams roam my nights.
random but not unknown.
The reality is far too much. Like a bird I would fly off the most.
alone because of the perspective.
small and insignificant as would the people of the infinite horizon, which is noted at the turn.

It does not pass Maybe one day ..

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people on the street

stand up and be alone.
The day starts, sometimes too early, sometimes later.
routine adjusts itself after a certain time.

On the way to the day performing one does all sorts of things that everyone does: join the movement in the morning. Everyone goes to an anonymous past. Everyone has a story to tell. But she says Nieman. Each one tries to envisage, but you know that you can stay never know who these souls are.
Actually, they could face seem utterly indifferent. It should pass easily. Do not look in the eyes of the desperate, try to identify anything in them. It may have no meaning.
back and rediscovered But if those immediately obvious to the. You have something that attracts one, or they remember the people we know. Then you will be immersed in thought and enjoying the sight. You think it would be a connection there, but really there is nothing. The train, hold, and each goes his way. So simple and yet so complicated.

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Where are all the memories? Should we take them? It would be easiest. The best moments in life have constantly at hand. Would not that be wonderful? You could always rewind to the good points, and again and again and again. View. Back. View. Zurück.Aber after calming While it would be boring. After all, who wants to constantly the same? It would inevitably lead only to yawn. The significance of the moment would go whistle. But anyway, I am longing just to throw me into the vortex of memories. It feels so unreal before. Even if happiness only briefly and clearly a lie, she was more beautiful than anything so far. It's all about the smiles of the people. So it is.

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Love like a sunset on weekends

Acres
Visible horizon
Right where it starts and ends
When did we start the end?

Phoenix

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I'm under a lot of people. Everywhere they are. Goal of the evening it's to be among them. It's a balmy late summer evening, a cool Windchen goes through the forest, and everywhere one hears laughter and Flaschenklirrgeräusche. I have to look hard to realize that I do not know anyone. Actually I want to be like them, yes, I aspire to. But how am I so of them, sipping my Strongbow, falls on me how little I fit there. I like your style, so that already. They seem somehow to be different, but it is not likely. Just young people. Some of them are still in school, we see that from afar how young they are. Others are older, but not as many. A friend with whom I just went to this "event" in my town got drunk, next to me. I have nothing against alcohol in principle, it just should not be too much. One does not so too much shit. The friend then, I'll call Lilo, looks expectantly at every guy who walks by. Or even once accidentally looks in our direction. Yep, she's single. Well, I am too, but I'm not keen to check out each issue in-coming. A brief glance mostly, and I sort out what has to offer the scene. After a while a band to play. It is not late, but I have a feeling I would have preferred to stay home. Lilo greeted by a few guys that I know half volatile. I nodded briefly, and turn to the music.

the ground. Be a part of the mass. This feeling usually dissipates to a nightmarish vision, everyone would Gapes me. This is not true, but still it runs through then most of these evenings, in which I found myself as on a platter.

've Actually I do not fancy the evening, not even to me to talk to just anyone. Lilo and I are just out of the cordoned-off area, and look for a bank in the park It's pretty dark, and the grass is wet, we walk on. I take a water bottle from my bag and drink a sip. Lilo looks, meanwhile, a tree nearby, where they can make lulu undisturbed. Lilo makes lulu:) Ok, this is something childish ^ ^.

When Lilo did lulu I adopted her, and go home. You already staggering with obvious signs of fat back to the "event". I put on my headphones, turn on Phoenix (Love like a sunset), and disappear in the Great Park Saturday night.

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What now?

Where is the night 'trip?
miraculous happening there Things?
whispers of Traumbote you softly
what probably happen in the future for you? And I'm

well your side?
Let's go for two in the country of dreams?
you do that I accompany you?
Then come and take my hand now.