Pieces of my non-existing kingdom
29.03.2007., četvrtak
 She was tearing her best dresses and she was smiling and laughing, she was breaking her castle, she knew what she was doing, she was destroying everything, but not feeling the void, she was destroying everything, and she actually enjoyed...  |
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..."  |
09.03.2007., petak
 I'm standing above your stabbed dead body and your empty eyes are staring back at me, darling, I'm so sorry I killed you, you know I didn't meant to, I was just playing, and you should have been more obeying, but as you can see, now it's too late, you're the one to blame for your bloody fate, I did nothing, except of holding the knife, your own acts separated you from this phatetic life, I don't know if you're now in heaven or if you're burning in hell, but I know you're doing good, just as me as well, because now I know, this world is moving on witouht you, darling, I'm not sorry at all, I don't regret I killed you…  "One, two, three, four, underneath the cellar floor, five, six, seven, eight, lover will suffocate!!!"  |
07.03.2007., srijeda
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I'll drown myself to the top of the highest mountain where I will lie with a glass in my hands, and I'll tie myself to the deepest lake, and write down the signs only water understands. I'll be flying in the water, and sinking in the sky, I'll be screaming out «I love you!», but whispering «Goodbye»… I'll drink that glass of the sharpest razors and choke myself wiht my own blood, I'll cut my skin with the finest wine, and infect the wounds with the dirtiest mudd. I'll be flying in the water, and sinking in the sky, I'll be screaming out «I love you!», but whispering «Goodbye»…  |
