How old will you be,
when shadows of yours have gone away
& everything is in such a mess?.
How old will you grow
when the sunsets have begun to scream?.
Always, I can see
candles on the counting line.
Always, I can see
seeds are falling. With no wings on.
[[ No wings. ]]
& i woke up today,
feeling that something is wrong.
Something unknown,
yet more familiar, than
friends face behind the frozen window,
[[ observating. ]]
& I don’t know,
where to take the next stop.
I say, is my path sour, but still sweet?.
[[ Yes, sweet. ]]
Yes, your hands inside the eyes.
My eyes.
Inside the heart & the stone.
Be dead, if you’ll never say: “I love you!”
Just be dead & gone!.
& I will never say, that pain is
our salvation.
Tactical action.
It is not. It is not.
& even cornfields have marriages.
& lies. & unfaithfulness.
& snow. & white noise inside.
Not only us, you see!?.
& now they don’t have no air to breath.
‘Cause human race have poisoned them.
‘Cause human race is the voodoo poison.
Yes, they are!.
& dead boys’ vision on the window.
I was smokin’ then.
Colours paddling on the fence,
but the ground has no green leaves anymore.
Face it. The winter is coming.
Oh colour the small world.
World of Little Prince.
& then suck it!.
Right after sunsets.
Right after: “Everyone are in bed now.
It is time for a boogie man!.”
Close your eyes. He will be there.
But no promise I take.
I won’t, ’cause I am better.
I am.
& weed is starving my mind.
taking the whole world.
& I am in love again.
I have dreams.
& I spit now. No blood in there.
Just in case, I see my drained heart and careworned face.
Hello I say.
Must I really thank you 4 that?.
& I am a faggot & you are not.
a drug dealer & you are not.
& I am happy.
‘Cause I will be better.
‘Cause I will be better.
Different I say.
I spill a tear, when I need to cry.
& with no shame.
& I won’t answer to the
questions you deffenetly have 4 me.
& shadows have no palce to hide.
You don’t want to see them,
’cause they are the truth about you.
& about me.
[[ This piece is picked from the past. ]]
when shadows of yours have gone away
& everything is in such a mess?.
How old will you grow
when the sunsets have begun to scream?.
Always, I can see
candles on the counting line.
Always, I can see
seeds are falling. With no wings on.
[[ No wings. ]]
& i woke up today,
feeling that something is wrong.
Something unknown,
yet more familiar, than
friends face behind the frozen window,
[[ observating. ]]
& I don’t know,
where to take the next stop.
I say, is my path sour, but still sweet?.
[[ Yes, sweet. ]]
Yes, your hands inside the eyes.
My eyes.
Inside the heart & the stone.
Be dead, if you’ll never say: “I love you!”
Just be dead & gone!.
& I will never say, that pain is
our salvation.
Tactical action.
It is not. It is not.
& even cornfields have marriages.
& lies. & unfaithfulness.
& snow. & white noise inside.
Not only us, you see!?.
& now they don’t have no air to breath.
‘Cause human race have poisoned them.
‘Cause human race is the voodoo poison.
Yes, they are!.
& dead boys’ vision on the window.
I was smokin’ then.
Colours paddling on the fence,
but the ground has no green leaves anymore.
Face it. The winter is coming.
Oh colour the small world.
World of Little Prince.
& then suck it!.
Right after sunsets.
Right after: “Everyone are in bed now.
It is time for a boogie man!.”
Close your eyes. He will be there.
But no promise I take.
I won’t, ’cause I am better.
I am.
& weed is starving my mind.
taking the whole world.
& I am in love again.
I have dreams.
& I spit now. No blood in there.
Just in case, I see my drained heart and careworned face.
Hello I say.
Must I really thank you 4 that?.
& I am a faggot & you are not.
a drug dealer & you are not.
& I am happy.
‘Cause I will be better.
‘Cause I will be better.
Different I say.
I spill a tear, when I need to cry.
& with no shame.
& I won’t answer to the
questions you deffenetly have 4 me.
& shadows have no palce to hide.
You don’t want to see them,
’cause they are the truth about you.
& about me.
[[ This piece is picked from the past. ]]
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