I'll make it happen
My miracle, my need...
Out of what is not such a problem and great a sin to touch.

When we met I was sure that a soul like yours wouldn't Hurt so much,
Train of hopes ruined,
Heart of Gold looking for kindness,
Now where that kindness?
May it be in a safe place,
May you be loved like you needed.

Heart of silence, when we met...
When we met I was sure...
You weren't one of those...
Now I hope I never see or hear of you again.

The artist for you is a sin,
Well, then I am quite everything!

Then I can't expect respect from anybody.

Lovely
                        These
                                                      Traps.

It. Is Good to know how much I will despise myself.

Matter what we do...
              What we want to...
                                            In the end...

Then you can bomb the whole world.
                I stopped caring.

How much I hate this world
And why
Would you believe it
Or I Will have to show you?

All my tries
To make something better
Of the show
Of mercy and pride...
We've been through...
I was too faithful,
Perhaps I had to learn...
What lies behind each and every human.

If art is such a sin
Then I don't want to be there for you
Then, I find that I want to...
Make life
Out of life
Out of life
Until death showed us better.

there must have been something wrong,
There must have went something wrong, somewhere...

If you wanted to lose me like this, there must have been
Wrong and wrong doing.

Here's mine: Telling on you, hoping you'll mind your own preferences
And learn your hearts places.

I cried rivers of pain for you,
I suffered for that soul I lost,
I suffered for the same things,
Reasons we claim that weren't but ours.

I Poured some in silence
And some had their awful turns...
Why do you want to see me... ?
Like this...
Why do you love me so much?

Grave open to make me see
What Hides into the depths of your kindness.
It's all around you,
Can't you see?
Don't you hear?
What kind of love can be so bright?
What Hides into the depths of your kind silence
Speaks to me.

To get out of bed
And accomplish the dream
Of a miracle.

A long time ago,
In a past my mind remembers
She felt Hurt,
Thinking being a spoiled brat would help her.
But taking it, little by little,
Growing a life from anew
May help one make that difference,
A return to the light you need.

It's a fighter you loved
And I didn't know how it feels
Until she made you feel ashamed
With the choice of not showing her love.
A little bee that needs to help your times
Make sweeter your lives needs to be cherished and loved,
Nurtured and given her hope.

What happened, little bee,
Did your mother die?
Maybe you wouldn't understand why.
Maybe death wasn't explained to you well...
Sweet little child.

Oh, my little sweet bee,
You will need to sting when caught.
You'll survive, don't you worry.
You'll survive.

Helped with the best and strongest minds.

Burning all your lies
Well told
For the sake of my brain!

Be
That flea to pinch you:
No, all this is not a dream.
To help you cut yourself
In the shards of my shattered mirrors
And call all this fate,
Call all this late hours of work
You'll need... to understand
That what you lost wasn't much love,
Wasn't much faith...
It was and is only terrifying!

You never fight for any right or wrong,
If you do, you know someone will be there to play with you,
To tare you apart, put you down,
Someone will be
Waiting in the shadow
For the perfect moment to have you flee.

Attack.

You never fight for any wrong that's right,
Your right to be taken, your soul:
Put down and torn apart,
All cavity producers expressing their "sorry *****" : animals too innocent for these games.

Too hard, too hard a take of these sense-less pieces of ****
Turning all elegance in nothing but ****...
Maybe it's all they needed.

' Tad worried...

You couldn't fight for anything that's right for your wrong stood prouder.
To tare a soul apart for you couldn't prove yourselves better any other way.
How could you?
Oh! Don't worry. It's okay. I'm not mad at you.
Not mad at me, at all,
No madness in this house where all illusions brake.

You couldn't fight in any other way, could you?
Not mad at all this, don't you worry,
I'm not mad at myself.
Illusions break: Sorrows: - coming! "

I love it when you get upset,
That's why I do it!
Loving the whole of this self,
My self induced good health,
Good health!
I love it!
I love it when you get upset
That's why I do this!

I will always find a reason
To come back
And do something
I see as good or useful or (absolutely) necessary.

Disappear with you when work's well done and left for their homes,
To enjoy, to live, to die for.
I may disappear and never bother for their rights or wrongs.

I'm rich and I don't know it,
I'm poor and I don't know it,
I am a little star in this Universe
Somehow,
I am a puddle the pig of a brain part despising
Learned better.

Could you miss evil?
Can you believe that there was something like this in the world?
May I believe in the good will and sanctity of these acts of cruelty?
When one's too proud...
But when one isn't
"Yes! I 'm too proud to live a life I do not treasure." he said and moved on, found a better place, a life that matters,
A life for which he mattered more. "
That courage one would love to have...

I hear the novel scream,
Good animals of Sven
The war is still descending
With the rain
To piece into the grounds
And splash o to the asphalt that will spill
A Word or two on the cries of a soul
That lived with the intensity of natural tempests

A cloudy poem:
A touchy life.
A single terror:
The changing strife.
A leading hour
As the tree has left.
The magical moment
Of latrine romance.
Looking for the blue door
To ask a few things up.
Finding instead ladders
And other steps to walk.
Giving a new blister
To a friend in need.
Walking out in silence,
Knowing I'm just dope...
Another T appliance,
An interview with a rope.

Of Sin and Sinners we have heard
It's tired-some as sin is everything today...
I wish my heart and life quite clean.
I'm tired.

If you're not cheating, lying well,
If you don't go for what they stand
Too proud for...
'Have tried, you know...
Now I can't stand this anymore.

As they would
Then they wouldn't do
What they are asking
Coming through
In ways you can accept
Then be
Upset and vexed,
Just how I' d be.

But still, they would
Look for a way,
If you don't take the examples there,
The best ones out there
For which you can stand
Too proud for...
I can stand proud for...
Alone
Together dreaming well,
A hide and seek play
Left în times that were
Forgettable...
Then  war was on!

Now who's a better example and why.

... Talking *******,
Saying nothing,
Speaking nonsense...
Or is it something else that makes things happen,
Helps people live or die...
Makes us forget or remember...
Gives us the tone for a new life

?

That! your problem is
That I still exist...

To be hated...
                  


          When nobody hates you
There must be a problem
          There, where you're trying
To survive
          As you see this as important
For your duty
          And life with no meaning
Is a worthless life.

What Would the world be
                                          Without matter.

I loved myself the way I was
Too much, in your opinion,
That's why you hated me,
That's why you hated and punished me,
Taught me your great idea,
The brilliant one
Taking us down into the filth
You "had to"? Take...
Teaching me a lesson,
The lesson of the Great.

And I got in some real trouble.

Now I'm sorry for even bothering
For anybody.

To leave forever
As your cursing business
Was probably more unfair.

To Leave forever as your love was greater than Hell!

How can that be

Be there
Where I belong
Where my heart belongs and craves for belonging.
There where I can be shaped
To the meet of my spiritual craving.
There, where the unbearable is sent or taken
To where it belongs.
There, where duty won't dishonour nor vex
no hurt...

I don't understand how all this can be helped.
I believe I should start beating myself to death
Until I WOKE UP as all this is me prolonging myself into a nothingness that has no value.
I either make something valuable of this or I am as good as dead.

I won't be loved, I know that,
They always knew best, I'm sorry for all of your tears,
I tried to be a good human but this love of yours,
Much stronger than anybody else's hurts.

I won't be loved, he said, I know,
I made a terrible mistake with her!
I won't be cared for with a kind heart,
Only her duty can save me from this trap.

"What about a miracle? Someone sweet?"
The joyful party on the hall of the hospital
Offered to the kids in the salon, time sweet,
The clowns and elves dance, a flight super-vital.

It seems to me that I am a *****,
Cheap a *****,
Perfumed flower of the Day...
What else, what else I wasn't there...
Here and there...

I lost the one I thought too good,
She had a mission,
All too great... It's over, now.
I may just die, from their end...

True, true... They need no prayers,
They need no rescuers of their souls,
They're that good.
Or' Maybe they have no soul,
No soul they have...
She May be just a *****... I am too proud for this...
But would you care...
Oh, yeah, you showed all the care.
Maybe she didn't have a choice...

I'm just a *****, among other things,
I like to dance... I like to think...
Your Perfume take, quite cheap,
Cheap, cheap romance,
Cheap romance
Like an ocean breeze.
...
Do you think she doesn't care,
She has no feelings, o' heart, no brain.
Maybe she didn't have a choice,
Wish we were all much luckier...


I'm Just a *****, dear, what did you expect?

I thought of killing you but then
I got distracted,
My missile redirected,
The bomb you've mistaken for my treasure chest
Going K-Boom on screens too many times,
Skeletons spread all around,
Past time broken,
Heart-felt joke.
I got distracted
And couldn't put an end to the whole world.

For a solitude imposed,
Fathers, mothers wishing me so much time to live!
Oh, this wonderful life kept in captivity,
I thought I made it fun,
I thought I made it sad,
Until I WOKE UP and learned the real path,
Until I WOKE UP and really thought!

She was just a kid looking for some fun
In her life, something good to be lived,
Something to believe in:
One Day she will get there... She'll reach her ideals.

But it wasn't for her, it was not for her...
It was not for me but for the family who had it all...
I probably had it all...

Why can't she have it and I Have it...
"Still a kid?
Good girl",
Just like a ***** knowing it all:
It could be that we both had our good lives imagined,
Wished for, worked for...
Idiotic kid.

Keep hoping for a miracle.
"You either dance the way I say or else..."
Shhh... It was supposed to be some kind of a secret!
"In which ******* world?"
We're here, confessing it all.

Listen to your good parents,
Take a good advice to take,
If the worldly means won't help you
You will find wisdom in the straight stand of a tree,
A whiff of inspiration will be given,
You're still find your way.

I should hope so...

That I never wanted to hurt you
But I am sure I will
So I'll leave
I'll hide
'n Die

There will be that time taking us
To the knowledge of the right thing to do,
To the knowledge of the heart we need,
To the knowledge of the mindset.
Everyone seems to be there:
Some are mean, some are kind, some are grateful and some funny as Hell.

I love my people having fun being funny as Hell.
It is there where we can have the fun we want,
It is there where we can see some fun
Think a little thought of free
Out of the mindless jobs imposed,
Thinking clearer.

Said to be imperfect,
But perfectly created.

She danced on the waves,
She swinged on the waves
Of perfection

Then one Day came back to see all your perfect Children.

Let yourself killed...
                                       Be kind always.

I didn't know how important I am,
Being dead meat is a solution
Of the great
To have all the things they need,
All the things we need.
How to become that strong,
Get myself out of some filth,
Perhaps I didn't have any clue,
Killing my time with this nonsense of a poem
Saying to you only
The fool I Have become,
Saying to you what a life I wanted to make
And what a great dream I dreamt...
Perhaps, I didn't have a clue
How important I wasn't.

An elephant and an ant once met
In a tree fruiting great harmony
Flowers have bloomed,
Birds have sang
Everyone felt happier than ever, my friend.

Oceans of lusting life tide

Drop of clouds

Rippled show of consequence.

Like a poem, like a star,
Like the moon light,
Like the fall,
Like the love life you could have had,
Like the dangers _ for your good heart,
For your good heart you will fight.
Like the meaning into the skies,
Like the lives of gods and stars,
Like a scientists,
Like a ghost,
You will hunt and haunt
Or leave things alone.

Like a window,
Like a plane,
Like the Cloud Washing down with rain
Living poems...

Like a story that was told well,
Like the love life you couldn't tell,
Like the love life you wouldn't tell...
Like no other.

Like everything you ever wanted
To have,
Like those things  taken for granted,
Like all those things cherished,
Like the meaning,
Like the sounds,
Like, like, like the alike...
You aren't but a creature from a paradise lost...
What more to ask for?

Lion Heart,
Please, don't tear my fleshly posessions with your sharp teeth,
I know that you're hungry
And I know that the Great Romans want to have a good laugh,
Satisfy their souls feasting on a poor revenge... But on me?
Please, I'm begging you for your throat's sake!
My Bones are too dry for you.

Light
Burning bright
Tears shining
From within

Love
What have you done?
Picking up fun,
Enjoy your laughter.

Trains
Oh dearest
Why would you attack me?
Enjoying your sorrows?
Good,
You're probably not wrong.

Standing for the right thing
Only for yourselves,
Only for yourselves,
I'm not the kid to believe in your games,
Minding my own...
May God keep my mind and my Soul.
Kept safe forever,
Free to explore,
Fight your own fights
And leave me alone.

Standing for the right thing,
Always for myself,
For myself!
I'm not the kid to believe in your games anymore!
May I be helped, We'll be helped,
Our heart, mind and Soul.
Fight your own fights and leave us alone!