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Tuesday 11 August 2009 photo 1/1
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A Pile Of Enough.
I've been thinking over this. And I've made up my mind. I have to put me out of my misery. Don't say my name out loud. Scream and comply. Twist my words and misjudge the time.
A pretty blue dress, is haning over there. An imaginary pile of enough. Insult my life again. Accept your tiny fault. Face this world just one more time.
We've crawled blindly over the hills of destiny. We've seen our entire life pass by. This detour is too short. Just the half way around. Our humbleness will crash, and then it all, will be nothing but a pile of enough.
I have to accept this loss. Lucky I can't be. My lips are not used to smile. I tought the sun would shine. And lighten up this heart. But not a soul will travel so far. Fly away again. To the land of misfortune. Without you my eyes will be shut.
We've crawled blindly over the hills of destiny. We've seen our entire life pass by. This detour is too short. Just the half way around. Our humbleness will crash, and then it all, will be nothing but a pile of enough.
In the end it all was just a joke. A life full of emptiness. A dress not as pretty as you. An impolite heart of life. And now I will go home. To the land of misfortune. I'll view my life trough the window.
Don't say my name out loud. Scream an comply. Twist my words and misjudge the time. This is nothing but a pile of enough.
(c.) Elina Smeds. -09
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