Fucking word flying

[16.05.2006]

Throwing out word like a bulimic sickness, I am dying in empty bubbles of nothig, and I an falling with this big wings, because, I never learned to fly. So I will try to wake up for a new tomorrow and walk with my broken legs to let the love hide from our hearts. All the pain I feel inside, I want to you feelit in your eyes, to be blind again and make love with my brain. All these thoughs are falling out my mouth and nouse, droping in my old grey dress and my dirty hands. Make sure I am death...