Epilogue I, II
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It´s a game of words
It´s a game of presumptions
It´s like one step to love and hate
It´s an angel of pain
It´s an angel of lust
It´s like the end
The same as always
So proud and unreal
***I felt a clearing in my mind
As if my brain has split
I tried to watch it seam by seam
But could not make them fit
The thought behind before
But sequence
Ravelled out of reach
The thought behind before
Like balls upon a floor...***
Truths from the world of lies
Drive us to dying
Only in extremity
So...Rights...
This world in which we loose our life
Has its rights which we never understand
I can´t live that way anymore
This is a holy way to hell
SidjaGG, A.K., Emily Dickinson
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