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#asztalos
well here it is: as a good-hearted crazy boy as I am I can be fixed only by a woman on the last gear of speed like a herd of mustangs in gallop to the abyss or to eternity a woman who dedicates me poems of hate in which I'm the last provincial old man the princess can fall in love with but actually the joy is shaking whitin any time she feels me arround a woman dressed only in swords of Toledo who can sing on a sword like Mariza making me climb on the walls like on the Chinese Wall on the moon a woman that resists any melalcoholical drubbing on rithmes of sirtaki with Zorba the Greek with her heart blowned out of her mind carelessly throwned like underwear through the room a long-time woman to lead my way and night in sleep and life in death and my god in all its demons of beauty with the most innocent baby smile a woman that on the last outpost of her ****** like a wild goddess will laugh and explode the night as if as if ordering the happiest end of the world
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Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 7:44 AM UTC
Turbo
I figgured there is nothing more uggly then loosing you but I'm talking nonsense there is realy there is there is that sort of madness that you did'nt lift a finger to keep me in your heart really there is always somethin' more uggly we just have to feel we are **** beautyfull
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May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 5:20 AM UTC
keep your madness for controll
“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.” - Einstein Everybody is born a genius and dies like a idiot Some of them have nothing to do And make exactly the opposite Nothing like kamikaze fish climbing the trees Because the crowd is to loud to hear his own stupidity Even though history remembers his achievements Jumping in the trees of power and greed It is really all from a monkey swimming In a ocean of rules of war in heaven And leaving it with a big smile on his face
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Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 5:08 AM UTC
The Genius of The Loud
It's raining heavily in my laboreour's Germany it is Sunday and foreigners are quietly resting with some beer held in their large & full of scars hands there in our improbable wonders I come to talk to them when a bumblebee lost and drenched also comes on dry ground marching through our feet when one of us turns him on his back he is buzzing he is drying his wings and I say "let him go man" and afterall "es ist nur ein Waser Probleme"
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 10:01 AM UTC
Press the button that says escape
It’s all right your man comes tonight from the bar Your woman from the hairdresser But the best thing would be to move the hairdresser In the bar So you know something for certain Rolled in a pile of desire and ambition We jumped to scatter through the world To buzz insanely all his wonders We reported heaven as missing So we flew through the ins and outs of the earth We swam through the sand floating through the fog Yes Sir We walked on the water fainted like crazy Until everything was made a road at our feet Arriving close to World's End Where is no trace of regret or sigh Where we see only the Water and the Great Wall We will find out of the blue The Peace and Friendship of a madhouse There thirst elevates us to catch our breath With the blood stained by the sword in our hand Lord great is Thy mercy: The Reality is you wake up smiling And you look like hell
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 5:05 AM UTC
The Great Wall from the Moon
to live in big houses is to have armored windows which look toward a small world but stay calm my small house is totally quiet and everything it's a large window It is a whole world nobody knows how to appreciate my anonymous fulfillments and you do not know my name but you managed to smile with me this is such an appreciation and such a fulfillment as the glory of a entire world full of kings no bells or drums resound when I leave to my daily conflagration I'm not acclaimed by the crowd when I get back from her toil but I know to suffer to the whole every victory and rejoice forever the latter defeat I had to get till the doom of the gloom to realize at last that nothing remains of us just a invincible smile
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 10:52 AM UTC
A simple smiley. A down-hearted. Sort of a winner