Thursday, September 21, 2006

5.06


Had I the courage all would be different...
Have I the will all will be different... In due time.

I'm running slow motion from this burning low compulsion
I suffer because from it I will learn not to suffer,
For all the air in the atmosphere will never be sufficient


And all these words are just my ghosts.
That's what I keep saying to myself,
Weakness will not enter!

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