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carries a valuable table

not timeless storms
what you have collected so far

an arrow seeks its the target
you were target this time

deep desolate
near dangerous
in the wood

empty streets
do you know to slience

difficult questions
the diagnostic unresponsiveness

cheap ways
try to sneak

into the abyss
look a little

a bitter song
listen all day

in the heavy rain
it get wet so

everyting gains
each experience

now I must leave myself
to my deep emptines
I will run away to be misunderstood
the one place here

maybe I should release drunkenness
to forget for a moment

where impasse my ends
I have to ask
to my friend who knows short roads
ıt does not even look like his eyes of hope

how do I get out of trap
ıt  must be an end to my fear
somehow every dream ends is not it

nightmares are short time
you don't forget

I am a river desert to pours
sometimes sluggish,sometimes flood
I will open the road with my own strength
not no worries,everyone 's the word to own

I travel Plains and Stones,Mountains
I  drag everything in front of me
I always on earth
my eye in the sky
everyone must look to own word

sometimes my water gets *****
my face to be very bad
no one want to don't go swimming
they stays away from me,I will get bored
in my word there are everyone's hurts

chat with the stars of the night
accompany to the sun in the daytime
my grief is belong to me
do I change direction sliently
I can't mention everyone clearly

you should know in time
nobody will end up
the rule of the game
it will be expensive to recognize late

you have to stand in exact place
this on winning the game necessary
never have not a margin of error
if you have to be ready for sad ends

the heaviest rock is heart
difficult to carry
softest point is heart
difficult to touch
empty room is heart
difficult to enter

difficult heart
do you know

butterfly's dream
flowers

for stillbirths
what is time
infinity and startup
life and death

unresolved node

blue
       everywhere
                            why
calm
         sky
               think
colorless
               one substance
                                        why
transparent
                     water
                               notice

end and start
how meanly

YOU THİNK
possible probably

this is borderline
obliged to stop

unattainable aspirations
obliged to real unwanted

away the ones you love
fatigue obliged

whatever disappears
obliged loneliness knocking on the door

what pattern is empty
obliged imagine  resentment

I picked the Rose,I picked the Rose
I picked at rose,rose

I kept the Rose,I kept the Rose
I kept to rose,rose

I have sent rose,I have sent rose
Ihave sent to Rose,rose

I smelled rose,I smelled Rose
I smelled at Rose,rose

I called Rose,I called rose
I called at Rose,rose

by what time we are late
no one was waiting for we
even in sweet dreams
a shadow we could not see

have you ever extended your hand to the void
cold windy a cliff edge
did your inner cry echo in the mountains

and have they ever found you at the foot of the cliff

only time
some time
most of the time

on a track
live
now in your eyes
I want
but
sleepy hearts
trains long gone
all was quiet
stations

they passed unaware

each cage size is different
according to residents

the size of each coffin is different
according to death

a button is missing from my heart
loves do not stop for long
if you give a button
no more problems

you are a dream I want to see
so my sleep is endless
how do I wake up while you are to be

no seperation even in a dream
my love

(FOR DEB JONES)

call me after rapture of deep
unbearable to pain but
they make people mature
is not it

wait for me after the rains
earth cracking with thirst
comes drop to life with the first drop
is not it

do not leave our love bond time
doors ringing when you never expected
surprises will be timeless
is not it

count me as your last point
let there be noone after me
sometimes a promise is not left
is not it

live me like a dream
let me be on your mind every moment
everyone has an unforgettable
is not it

life is graveyard of efforts
don't tired waste yourself
you can not comfortable
if unless you benefit alerts

if you leave the network it is attached

I say steps
takes it up
and it down

I know the shadows
the owner follows

I am looking at the water
nested rings

I can't get anywhere
weights in my foot
my dreams make me tired

wrongs Mr. Character
collapses like a nightmare
some can be corrected
some go with you to the grave
no life without mistake
wrongs on each side
waiting  a step only Mr. Character

(We are in a world that is upside down.
impossible to be average

barbed wires
always hindered
to eating fruit

I want a cloud
in my glass
are you laughing
what is nonsense
understand
like life

colors are rich
eyes tired
languages are silent
haul in the hearts

the mirrors are a magnet for women
untill the last day
an unbreakable relationship
can not be described

have looking for one of the most
the history in the mirror
now it will not be reflected on the surface
old images
this makes them heavy wounds

now broken some mirrors for this reason

she asked me for a list of broken
except for me no
she do not know why
we were together at every moment unaware

wait for the cuckoo bird
when the time comes
but the springs can be broken

exit
which side
no a sign
road and the heart
they always gives the decision
since ancient times is the case

secrets hidden in the day of alaways

you want to shoot the sun in the desert
in polers to the glaciers

I am just going to laugh

I flew a pigeon.
It is in your tree now.
Stay connected forever.
This love never ends.

My love is wing.

open the door
for questions
let the sun come out

watch the waters
for road
let obstacles  overcome

why doubt
anywhere unknown
let's face it

and sky
        very nice
but you are sadly tired
                a bird said that

ask yourself
where does the sun go
befroe the flowers   bloom
why is a hand empty
like touching to a shadow
to live

a wind must be
not blown yet
a wave
it didn't hit of your coast never

a word must be
not heard yet
a colur
you didn't dye never

a dream must be
unrealized yet
a world must be
you imagined never

each road is very different
your eyes is difficult
your words is a big fire
your hands are very cold
your voice is suffocating
your steps far away

who knows heart

uncrushed snow
my heart
I'll wait for you

when it converts into a dumpster time
most new,slowly
for a short time in the hands
you will lose,tomorrow

that is a story so
written for everyone

without realizing it you live
you don't have heard of hidden steps
stack questions
you can't escape a kind

black horizons is now
anyway,you left behind

a whisper was on the desolate street
from heart
never you do not say
see a glass was broken
when you least expect it
what is going to happen
who was knew in life

every fly was other than go
eyes were only witness

short road was your dreams
my life is a dead end
so it was impossible to meet

I was the man on the other side of the cliff
was the only thing I could do:wave to you

the sky was cloud
perhaps this is necessary
it doesn't matter if you like it or not

every day the sun was setting
darkness all night long
perhaps this is necessary
your fears not valid

every flower was the seasonally
inability to reach eternity
perhaps it was bad usually
your idea not effective

the fragility of pottery
the weight of lead in the air
birds such insensitivity
a note on a page
in a low voice echoes
who says ,what is beyond
on stormy seas journey
nightmare from which the awakening
......................
a after
desert

millet embers dear to someone other than me
your bitter word to another than me
do not like anyone else but me
your bad looks to someone than me
  x                          x                   x
do not search for, you can not find
good will  in anyone
do not touch to my wound
indeterminate situation in the dark
  x                         x                    x
Is the road over without mani
will thwe trouble end without pain
who should say, tell me
will rose grow at barren
  x                      x                         x
who knows me
what does my darling know
I live for love
even if the heart is embers

the cloak can not sweep to your errors
your manes doesn't show the power of

the leaves falling,the tree will be bare

you were tears
once upon a time
the rivers dried up now
there is a burning soon

a short story is my love

a respite was not given
without sail for go
returns was not expected
traps have fall

if you call me
                                           look at away

(We are very sorry for New York)

Why is this pains?
World is dark a place
Life is very hard
Heart can't see
horrible views

enough
hear the screams
deaf ears