Pieces of my non-existing kingdom
17.05.2007., četvrtak
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Inside me there's a wound that keeps on, keeps on bleeding, blood's invisible to eyes, but it's so damn stinging. I can't find a thread to sew it to the end, well, maybe there are things impossible to mend. But I got used to that wound, and I got used to that feeling, so why am I now crying just because I'm bleeding?...  |
06.05.2007., nedjelja
 Far, far away from here, one little girl is confused and left all alone. What have I done to end up here? I was picking up every petal they've lost, I was, I was really trying all the time, but when they throw a bunch of roses with the sharp thorns at my face, I just couldn't pick up what I was supposed to... Sorry, but you hurt me this time just too much... Far, far away from here, this girl is all alone, and no one knows how the wounds from their roses hurt her...  How is it so easy to be replaced just like that?... One petal left on the ground, one girl expelled from thier garden...  "We've waited far to long to watch it all crash and fall through..." |
