My last serenade
Skrivet den 2011-08-05 @ 13:44:44
The passionate fall is slowly fading, turning my back against it all, refreshing my memory with things that kept me going before all of this fucking realisation of feeling came down and struck me like a lightning bolt, killing of my soul and inner peace, the war began, the battle between the heart and the brain, but slowly it is fading...
The saint is about to rise, the killing time is over, lets head out stronger, braver and more objectminded then it was.
Once more, dodging the bullets of beeing someone else completely.
Ain't life a bitch?
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