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May 19, 2011

(before) the night's note

It's late..
As the pale moon covers the sky palate..


And she screams, and she shouts
And she runs, and she ruins all the chance she got
And her eyes' bloodshot
(well, she gets on her sanity at last - finding him searching aghast)
And he stands still in silence
Try to breathe and keep his balance

She doesn't demand the poetic rhyme
She just need a bit of  assurance
He says, I need to buy some time
(and hell sure you're aware of the dare)
And they stand still in silence.

I'm a damaged good, he says
She sighs
She shooks her head and says
I'm nothing, but a wounded soul too 

He remembers
And she wont ever forget
How the past can be a big bunch of regret

Alas,
They say: 
Now we have nothing but each other
and the dreams that we cater
and the question's long been answered...

We do. 


14.05.2011
For one hell of a night. For the relentless patience you've shown

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