Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Metradonizale To Work
intermediate slopes,
between barriers
waver you see your soul
drawn from the love of pleasure all you have to overcome chained
the always the same frustration,
to you,
want, but are not able
eats away because of her warm kiss List
you a clear view:
war will lose peace,
to win to get give
;
to the God, you blind gate,
they arrive, before you even stretch
you your head up
he falls down, lift him
feet already in the new Running
take the load back in Sale,
liable to your feet,
up entkraftet,
up disarmed.
It is a naked boy
before morphine tongue
before opium lung
from the winds blow softly,
go to your limits,
to see in your pain.
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