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blessed with life, cursed with the inability to live. i feel like crying from the depths of me, what if the distances i long to reach become my end? - douxhebag in despair
eyes of dreams, apple of my eye; glowing with lies, still i choose to believe you - douxhebag in the tower
i lost all my battles before they even began - douxhebag in the coffeehouse
dance with the devil, sing with the angel, every step pushes me to death's embrace, birds of night judge me with their gaze, yet i hear a silent music from far away - douxhebag in the show
die once, live every day, love even when you can't. how can a bat live looking for the sun while destined for the moon? - douxhebag in the opera
i have a fork for soup and myself to blame - douxhebag on the street
i'm thinking and thinking, anna. please tell me, how can someone live one day and disappear the other? i don't have any proof you lived, other than your love - douxhebag in the dream
jester laugh in death's face, "this is the last dance after all" he said. fate pull its strings, let youth vanish in one spring - douxhebag in the bed
i spin a thousand times in the webs of my life, time makes me dizzy with truths - douxhebag in the train station
born on saturday; a little early, a little late. made a lily garden out of dreams, a sunflower field out of nightmares - douxhebag in the garden
spiral libraries and long distance books, person you read is not available anymore - douxhebag in the movie
wrong place at right time. harsh truths, brick thoughts but soft wind with messy mind - douxhebag in the ferry
goddess's tears wash ashore, am i the one in the reflection? - douxhebag in the beach
petal carved from stone. destined for the wind, left only the watch - douxhebag in the trip
i dont like what's in me. too much on my plate, yet somehow nothing at all - douxhebag in the lunch
the leaves of my memories keep falling, bites my soul before it leaves - douxhebag in the city
i wear songs and words spill from my pockets, they long to be understood - douxhebag in the record store