They're magnificent, but they are just that...
a Dream in somebody else's eyes.
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Clouds made of something else than air, keep getting into my eyes, and I as come closer, it is more difficult to see. The outlines are blurry, the rain hiding your face, only things you don't wanna face, and closer and closer, you realise, they are noy clouds, it's only your mind.
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Carmin isn't only in my hands, it is in the floor, dripping fast. Drop after drop, until the cup fills, til the roses are over, til you wake from this dream.
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Trees as I walk, faster, trying not to run, but even if I didin't want to escape, them becoming a green stain at my sides, as the bullet stops the moving and the static fills my eyes... I'm not dying, I'm only putting and end to my life.--- <3 ---
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