Blog-Artikel von Bellla_

spend all my thime waiting for
that second chance.
for the break that will make it okay.
there's always some reason to feel not good enough.
and it's hard at the end of the day.
i need some distraction . oh beautiful release.
memories seep from my veins.
they may be empty and weightless . and maybe
i'll find some peace tonight.

in the arms of an angel
fly away from here.
from this dark . cold hotel room . and the endlessness that i fear.
i'm pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie.
i'm in the arms…

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' man stirbt erst,
wenn man im herzen
eines menschen vergessen wird.

wenn ich sterbe, weine nicht.
ich bin nicht richtig tot,
es ist nur mein körper,
den ich verlasse.

denn tot bin ich erst,
wenn du mich vergessen hast. '

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hat was.
jedoch müsste ich dann schon lange tot sein.

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inside.

it hates me.
it's in me.
it learned to consume me.
and kill me.
because it hates me.
as much as i hate it.
it's me.
my body.
my heart . non existent.
my soul . no word such as 'soul'.
it's gonna hatch.
it's gonna eat me.
from inside out.
and it's gonna kill me.
gonna kill me.
it's deep inside me.
deep inside me.
deep inside my body.
yeah, it's deep in my head.
in my womb.
it's gonna drill a way out.
through my body,
through my bones.
it's gonna learn to be me.
it's gonna be me.
i won't be anymore.
it's gonna be…

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