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Rows of light

It’s true, isn’t it?
You trembled a bit when you touched me?
I can’t forget about it
Cause it meant something

This is what keeps me awake
This is my pain
Can you feel it?

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All the pretty things that we could be

All the pretty things that we could be
I don’t want to think about them any longer
Please, make it stop..

I’m trying to dry out
Making a severe detoxification
And there it is:
Your meaningless, little ‘hello’

One single drop touches the tip of my tongue
And the wonderful taste spreads,
ressurects each cell of my body.
And I’m addicted again.

These words will break me,
but you have to hear them.

Stop contacting me.
Never write me again
Never call me again
Never wave at me again –
Just walk on by.

I love you.
Make it stop.

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Like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky

You turn away from me.
You do it for the best.
So you won’t confuse me any longer.
So I can stop thinking of you.
That’s what you said.

How do you think this will work out?

The farther you push me away,
the closer I want you to be.
It’s like you’re the sun in my universe
and if you turn cold, I’ll freeze.
But if you shine, I’ll burn.

I feel pain without you
It’s just as strong and unbearable
as the pain I feel when you’re around.

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In love with Judas

I’ve learned love is like a brick.
You can build a house or sink a dead body.

-Lady Gaga, Judas

Unfortunately, it feels more like sinking a dead body the last days.
Something erodes me and I can’t point the finger on it.
He gave me a key to the house of his parents and somehow it was cursed.
I feel bad since I have it. It lies in my pocket heavy like a stone.
I regarded it carefully but there’s nothing wrong with it.
It’s me.
I don’t want a key.
I want to move out.
I want a home.

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Like living with a mute

I always tell you that I love you,
’cause I couldn’t think of anything else to say.
Sad but true.
He hates talking. Can’t talk on command.
Talking is a annoying obligation to him.
Why should we say anything, if we could kiss aswell?
Oh, fuck it!

“What about the things that remain unsaid?”
“Dunno what you’re talkig about.”
“So, there’s really nothing on your mind all the time? Nothing you want to say, but you can’t?”
“No. Everything’s fine.”

Somehow, I’m living with a mute.
A man made of stone.
I can’t look into his mind, can’t penetrate his thoughts.
He’s a secret ever since we’re together.
I know so little and I want to know him by heart.

There’s silence again.
I come closer.
There’s so much bothering me.
Want to shake him and ask him what he thinks, feels, wants.
But once again all I can say is: I love you.
Just breaking the silence and breaking my heart.

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