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doll house candy mandy smiles fingers sticky on my breath the smell of her excreted perfume lovingly contracts my chest she'll always be with me she says i'm begging for this cannot be, but candy mandy is an all star twinkling every...

So sovereign, Oh so sovereign I don't need nobody I am strong alone The world in me Is room enough As long as the sun is shining I am whole Like a bird, I'm flying, trying Going right and wrong As long as the sky is open Nowhere I...

Melodies blushing a dry riverbed lyrics escape from the clouds You might say open mind You might wonder what is it all about but look at the flowers and tell me when You smell a rose

silence You have astonished me I felt embraced.

Veena We never really meet the root of our desires I am lost in Your attraction beyond believe I wonder what will heal my loose wings. Since I cannot find shelter in my past and nothing garantuees me a secure future I must conquer my presence....

I was given a knife to kill. I wasn't bearing the will. I held the knife, I played with it. I packed it away, that's what I did. No accusation. No upset sensation. Tell me... what should I have done with it? Take back your knife, it is...

someone who filled a certain place with aroma is it a melody is it a voice we hear without knowing is it something that is only acknowledged by feeling its like an unwritten poem u want to write and never even come close everything else is...

Irreality Perceive the spots of meaning flashing From another me Torn in a paralel world We call it music Trying to break out And yet to rest In the safety of sound Come stranger Follow past the guiding trace Of synthetic frequencies From the...

I used to laugh about cyberlove and chat, but for some days I keep my notebook in my bed. Just one router away from me there is, guess who? - He! Caughtin' men of my dreams & sometimes a flop but know it's he, who is on the top. One...

said life and left without a trace.

Sitting at the gate, an hour before the airplane leaves, I want to be one of you. One of you, with the healthy glow in your hair, dear shining eyes and the look of innocent indifference. One of you, with a family to call, a partner to come home...

Watch myself on the other side See the bits and pieces breaking through Something's there and I cannot hide As I'm gazing at this deja-vu Misty face on a seagull's cry Opens eyes and breaks the wind into Something lives that can...

I think I've seen you once before I know you somewhere from my dreams One of those strange intriguing shows I woke up wondering where I'd been The place, the time, they seemed so real And now you stand in front of me And smile as if...

The mystery of existence was revealed to me Some debris spiraling down the drain When I was in the shower with God He grinned at me mischievously And said: "It's nothing but a play The grand design was my mistake (I was as bored then as...

Thank you, my darkness, for holding me tight, Thank you, my candle, for giving me light, Thank you, my medicine, ceasing my pain, Thank you, my heaven, for sun and for rain, Thank you, my playmate, for giving me fun, Thank you, my guardian, for...

looks like heavy rain on tired shoulders, with no1 to talk to. friends are far away, they told You not to seek them. In the night, dreams return, with shared answers. neither mine nor asked for. spirit dances like snowflake in front of the cat....

Old man told me about his way of life, of long fascinating journeys, experiences, adventures and the meaning of life. Sadness and happiness at the same time were reflecting in his honest, gray and brown eyes. They spoke volumes. One of his...

Every night repeats itself: man sits in front his bookshelf and with the hours dripping o'er his high senses seem to lower Artificial light reflected on his skin as pale projected, no movement there except his breath gi'es sign...

When it began to be windy he thought she would link arms with him, but she didn ´t do it. The wind blew her beautifully long black hair behind her. “We will survive here”, he said to her and looked in her fair and beautiful eyes....

dance with me on every single stair let only gravity hold back our passion but warm its earth between the stars as if the eyes could now with ancient tongues and teeth what noone else has seen. we taste the air So let our heart taste our silences...

You are my first thought in the morning like the grip to the light switch you are like the taste of the first piece of my breakfast you are the focus of my daydreams when I need a short break at work you are warming my soul like my lunch is...

Historical origin: roots unknown, but assumably 9th or 8th century BC Geographical origin: not precisely known, but tracing back to traditions distilling spirits in the Far East Origin of the word: Gaelic ‘uisce beatha’ (water of life – see...

In current times there is no longer a single Ethnic which can be called by this name – because the recent history (past century) forced the foremost particular tribes to intermingle with their former slaves and other local ethnics. The roots of...

A bright afternoon sun is illuminating the last golden apples and warming my face. The time is coming where light is dying shadows are growing and the gate to the otherworld opening wide. The sun is golden the warmth is gone the skin of my face...

Look around in a spiritual gathering Seeing all the different faces Friendly, curious, relaxed Forming and welding a very special mood There is approaching a name for it From the depths of my brain …but I cannot catch it, the name - it’s...

On Tuesday 11th of September the Western World was terribly rocked: Two civil airplanes crashed into the American World Trade Centre. Whether you agree or disagree with American politics It does not matter… This event impacts deeply the sense...

kissed you first that night I'd decided to stay when we talked we drank jack daniels with scotch and we listened to "the fray" we'll meet again again you'll pray: just believe me just believe when I say you don’t have...

I am not Irish by birth – but I love this country. My parents have never been in Eire – but I get homesick when I leave it. I don’t have ancestors in the ancient Ireland – but my thoughts and feelings seem to have Celtic roots. All my...

(Samhuinn, Hallowe’en, All Hallow Souls etc.) This is – and is intended to be so – only a short and incomplete overview about what Samhain is, the religious meaning and where the word / name comes from. Those people who are interested in...

Be one with nature unreachable sweet freedom that is a hard way

There is the freedom in the heart of the hippie sun peace love 'n sex

Uprootet, a tree sits on a mountain. Alone. All it can think of is, how hard the loss of roots. Walk, my tree, you have now freedom like me! Walk on!

my name is what I think of me especially where and what I flee against all odds the day begins and calls me voiceless, speechless free nameless, but as no-one ever with opening my eyes the breathing sings. the day begins. remember me. remember...

the smell of roses had cast a shadow in my dreams and kept me searching for what I thought it means. everywhere and everystep the shadow clutches a hunch of song but noone that it touches. and no recognition. Then silence made me fall asleep....

now you know fifteen thousand people of the square just dance in their empty gazes undress yourself in perfect graduation tomorrow you will find your best friend tomorrow you will find your soul mate everyone promise you'll soon reach...

Time to tabulate your vacuum Breeze into the gas cylinder, Emotions are biology, gleams of the big bang Far away, times between Cut the eternal umbilical cord Soon we'll find a place to share invisible rainbows high in the air It's in...

One Team One Voice One Hate One State One Mind One Fuck One IBM

Can a man change his stars? Can he walk behind bars? Can he think free, unbound? Can he stop, turn around? Can a boy see his fate? Can he share with his mate? Can he find his true self? Can he come out his shelf? Can he?

Every day the darkness melted and every night the sun disappeared and sometimes there was a full moon and sometimes it has been hidden by clouds and sometimes there was no moon visible but the sun rised again, as if nothing had happened. And it...

Summery of summer evenings sliding softly sinking swift drifting towards tomorrows bathos tempting to skip the time Wintertime drowning in dreadful dreams illuminating illusions of transience in an ocean of deathless distress aiming nothing but ease

like buds to the barren trees. a song in a whispering night. a wisdom in a silly world. thats why we are so afraid of nightmares.

If you had told me from the beginning, that I would have to come all this way, just to get to the starting point; maybe I wouldn't have come here at all. But now I am here, so try to break me if you can. But I will be damned, if ever I trade...

At the train stop, train moving in a circle, there's somebody's voice whispering a song. You feel like You've been here before, watch out, it's an ongoing train. Dream-bud like a rosebud, just like citizen Cane, I will whisper...

She's riding on her old trained horse, through the german boring woods, she feels lonely and dreams of the freedom, she will never be able to live. Lonley Cowgirl dreams are scratched in an old oak timbered fence. Lonley Cowgirl dreams are...

I am getting my shoes and my horse, opening the door and ride away. rappeldappel - ih - a - ho Im riding away my troubles feeling free and doin' what I want. Leaving my home and my past behind me, passing forests, hills and lakes....

Is it a Guardian Angel or a Guiding Angel? It depends on which side of the road You are walking. Don't mistake the angels for the duality of our doings.

For all the things that I have done, for all the way that I have come, why should I be afraid? There's nothing left for me to fear, for all of me is here.

Language of the Dancer. Did U see Love fade i guess not so don't trust your eyes dive into music. Are U Jazz enough to feel Cool enough to stay the rhythm Rock enough to keep the beat Rap enough to speak it out Blue enough to cry out loud...

what sense do i have but dream of a feeling when i can not feel it says my wishful thinking pretending to be as logical as a feeling. But the feeling itself would never pretend to be there, when it is not. it would send an angel the wing of...