Вторник, 19 Июня 2012 г. 18:19
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behind the eyelids there are my memories
they will be with me with you with all of us
and no matter how far inside of me there is a hole
which can fill nothing and no one but you
how can i explain what i see everynight closing reality
opening dreams
mix of faces arms hands those holding me your hands
i'm talking to the deep i don't even know your name i choose the wrong words
but these conversations became my habit just like breathing
i choose the wrong words.
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