01:31 / 15.11.2002
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komentarz (0) | Dear...
Sometimes I feel there is a hole inside of me. An emptiness that, at times, seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there's a circle around it, a sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole - of not going to sleep each night wanting. But still, sometimes when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don't know - maybe I've had my happiness. I don't want to believe it ... but there is no man. Only that moon.
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Maelen
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