Pieces of my non-existing kingdom
20.03.2007., utorak
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"You not feel that I do not have the strenght... And darkness is fading in... And darkness is real..." I'm looking at my useless wings, hoping I will fly some day, but my hope is just to weak, I'd better cut them off right away... I have tried too many times, and I have always end up on floor, my wings are broken, my body's bleeding, and I can not do this anymore...  "Fate seems to recreate, I just can not escape!! Something holds me down and makes me act a way I can't explain... Even now I can feel it coming over me choking me, as I'm falling behind..."  |
