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Sasa . Patrick . Jan

"Es gibt keinen Rahmen, der einen hält, wenn man auf der glatten und schiefen Ebene des Lebens ersteinmal ins Rutschen gekommen ist. Bodenloser Fall, verknüpft mit der Feststellung, daß das Leben eine sensationell unterhaltsame Satiere wäre, müßte man nicht selber eine tragende Rolle übernehmen."





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Melanie/twentytwo/Erlangen

i think too much. i sleep too much. i don't care enough.

i'm constantly missing someone. that`s it.



Everything must belong somewhere.

I know that now, that's why I'm staying here.









lately i've been wishing i had one desire

something that would make me never want another

something that would make it so that nothing matters

all would be clear then

but i guess i'll have to settle for a for a few brief moments

and watch all dissolve into a single second

and try to write it down into a perfect sonnet

or one foolish line

because that's all that you'll get so you'll have to accept

you are here and then you're gone

but i believe that lovers should be tied together and

thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather

and left there to drown

left there to drown

in their innocence

but as for me i'm coming to the final chapter

i read all of the pages and there is still no answer

only all that was before i know must soon come after

that is the only way it can be

so i stand in the sun

and i breathe with my lungs

trying to spare myself the weight of the truth

saying everything you have ever seen was just a mirror

and you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever

and now you are laying ina bathtum full of freezing water

wishing you were a ghost

but once you knew a girl and you named her lover

and danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summer

but autumn came, she disappeared

you don't remember where she said she was going to

but you know that she is gone because she left you a song

that you don't want to sing

we're singing i believe that lovers should be chained together

and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters

and left there to burn in their arrogance

but as for me i'm coming to my final failure

i've killed myself with changes trying to make it better

but i still ended up becoming something other than what i had planned to be

now i believe that lovers should be draped in flowers

and layed entwined together on a bed of clover

and left there to sleep

left there to dream of their happiness

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