new nights

To think different…To feel different…To act different…of course would lead you to touch loneliness…







I’m reaching safety…no feeling would have right to disturb me…especially the one that never could live long in me: HATE







I have not experienced real damage and loneliness simultaneously more than 1 or 2 times in my life. So it’s the second or third time.






How nights would be precious again ………………………………

found

At last, it occurred…
Something is :
tempting me to be awake…
whispering in my ears to stay alive…
nursing me to get strong…
inviting me to dance in a great show…
beating with my heart…
floating in my blood … Hot…

Once I was searching for such feelings,and I was waiting for Love…
now I’ve found it
in Hate…
At last, it occurred…

here is

Dead sleep(every body)
& alive pain(I feel)
need a lullaby(forgot the rhythm)
for naughty children of memories(naughty)
&(here is a drop)
exhausted mother of oblivion(too old)
(and here is another)

(and here is another) (and here is another)


(and here ........)


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Don't waste a breath
Don't shed a tear

TO: PLAY

I was not going to play around and waste my time and wisdom and energy and will…………….now I’m just playing…………..
I almost forget everything, which is not part of a play arranged by myself or started so………….. DANGER…… DANGEROUS…….and SO ABSURD………….
Frequently…..new games….without delay…after each other……
playful life….but without joy….

yes, i've lost my mind

perfect

just perfect people would experience perfect love