September 29, 2009 at 9:39 pm (fragments, poem)

turning eyes away
what is there to say
language is a shield
silence is to yield

rotten discipline
deprivation, sleep
always staying thin
never carving deep

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September 29, 2009 at 9:30 pm (poem)

just a little bit longer
it seems its necessary
to cringe when reading, seeing
and afterwards remembering
remembering so well
wheres the knife to stab
straight into the memory
right I gave it away
and what a good thing too
or so it seems

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September 28, 2009 at 10:08 pm (zitiert)

In my heart I know I can let go

In the end I will find some peace inside

New wings are growing tonight

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September 28, 2009 at 7:06 pm (Uncategorized)

This post serves two functions.

#1 to remind the reader of the awesomeness of Madrugada

#2 to state that my creativity is dried up at the moment.

Well duh.

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