Meeting the unlikelyÂ
things in life
They tend to beÂ
very real
The end
The end is here is nearÂ
and I have fear
but still I am here
and you are there
That is the way it is
and please give me a kiss
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Whatever
I don´t care
if youÂ
low or high
And
I don´t care
if youÂ
live or die
Just be, just be
Just be what
you want to be
If you are prisoner
or if you are free
You always gonnaÂ
be
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Universal
There are no hopeÂ
only suffering remains
as a possibilityÂ
We stand all alone
here in the universe
that is not ours
And it is timeÂ
for a break
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Trying to ensamble myself
Poem by a lost man
Me is not I but
maybe a we!
And by this
sentence I told
you everything
about me
my lack of
competenceÂ
and strategic
thinkingÂ
Every
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Bad ways
I am the last one
Surviving
And I do not
Have any kin
Alone and lonely
I stick to my sin
And that
Is ok
I belief
I long for
Redemption
That will
Never come
I long for release
Of my old
Bad existence
In universe
I am kinky
And
Perverted
The scientist
All agree
But I love
You the way
The way
You work
And this is the end
And that is the good
Way of receiving
The recipe
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I do not know
She has twistedÂ
my headÂ
very well
I have been salted
with guilt and shame
She has conquered me
with her frustrationÂ
and her projection
i am just an empty
vessel for everyonesÂ
desires and lust,Â
fads of someone
and so on
I am trying to heal
even thoughÂ
I know that
I will soon be rippedÂ
apart again
The sun shines on my shoulders
Because I can not gain love
but I need the warmthÂ
of the sun in my coldÂ
Country
Â
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The Dying Mind
I try to concentrateÂ
but the mindÂ
is not willing
is not working
I have pain
but is not a real
pain
and a badÂ
headache
Trying to exerciseÂ
my bodyÂ
But the mind is going
down again and again
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Bad days
The brain is cracked open
and the scull is not there
But I keep on working
to achieve something
the spaces betweenÂ
my toes are free
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Night
The night is sinister

unforgiving

there will not be
anything

the brisk air
makes
me feel

a short moment 
of happiness
,
connecting with

other spaces and times pastÂ
the stars are congregatingÂ

memories of old battles

are coming back


the smell of blood and fire, sweetÂ
There are men dying

under these star at

this very moment
butÂ
I am not thinking
of them but ofÂ
men living on the
other shore of time
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