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. Pogrešam te ☕ 🙂 ×××
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da te popravim eisla 23.08.2016 ob 19:30
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Ingrid Peinkicher 9 July 20:17
Ta volčja ljubezen,
ki me je poiskala,
je močnejša od vesoljske svetlobe.
Ta volčja vdanost,
ki mi je življenjskega pomena,
je iskrenejša od vseh največjih obzorij.
Ta volčja lakota,
ki hlepi po mnogo več,
je zasvojila tudi neko skromnost.
Kličem te v svoje misli,
da bi te vžgala vanje.
Sedaj so sanje resničnost,
pa vendar te hudičevo pogrešam.
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Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> 3 March 2016 at 04:22
To: Megan moonflower <yourlipsx@gmail.com>, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com>, Stanislava Halozan <stasha.halozan@gmail.com>, Saphire S <saphire2902@gmail.com>, chiara.diamandda@gmail.com
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Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> 26 February 2016 at 07:32
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I miss u (everywhere)
I am thinking of all the things we wrote and didn't get 2 do
And also ... ALAS...of the things we DID get to do
I am thinking about you because i miss you
I like your hands and your lips soft as velvet
I like your loins and your thighs and your manhood
I like your eyes that speak themselves
You don't write any more
I don't dare to write any more
I keep dreaming about you because i miss you
I shan`t come to your house again
Although i would like to come ☺
Although i would like kiss you and see you smile
And stay until early morning
I wish ...
I wish all good things for you
Te amo, belissimo
Tell me why
( but I know why exactly, and I cannot but approve . . ..it is perfectly reasonable and logical and all for the best and. . ..my gosh, I know its right but I cant seem to take it, . . .)
I choke up, still ! thinking of silly things and the bits of pure sweetness
I am doing tai chi and stretching and yoga
Sometimes I try to picture in my mind that i will never see you or hear you and
that this will be FOREVER.
and I cant beleive it, I cant accept this reality
that this will be FOREVER.
I practice the ancient art of make believe
Every now and then i feel i am going to die, literally expire if i don't see you soon
Trying to perform acts of sorcery ...as it keeps rebounding on me
Planting and watering my garden
W***ing
A message . . .thinking what the hell. . .I am lonely 4 you ☺
I don't know where you are and I know I broke your heart, but back then it was difficult , who would have known the world would have changed this much. I still see you sitting at that table in that pub in Earls Court telling me to just leave. You are the love of my life and back then it was the love that could not speak its name. We would walk side by side down the street but when we were alone it is pure magic, and I'm so sorry I wasn't brave, I miss you each and everyday and may be if you are still out there and looking at this place, you know my name you can find me if you want because I've looked for you but then you have a so my chances are slim, I really just want to know you are alright and I promise I will never break your heart again.
On 26 February 2016 at 07:26, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
i wont give up on you - w4m
but even if you are I can forgive and let go of them.
I know who you are, certainly I have already met you.
sometimes in dreams, sometimes in real life.
it has been a month since we last met, on this day...
I will miss you everyday until we meet again.
you are already my dream, so can you become my reality as well?
even though daily life is not so easy I hope you can trust me
to make you feel better.
I want to ease the pains and losses in your heart.
when you need to grieve, I wish to hold your hand.
I will not say I can understand you completely,
but I am here for you now.
waiting for the day we can meet again,
where I will tell you I love you, not just with a look.
not just by a kiss.
but with words.
''I want to be the one to make your miso soup every morning''
''毎朝私はあなたの味噌汁を作りたいです''
If you really want miso, I will make it every morning. I know how. I can make rice too.
Anything you would like.
Even though I haven't had much of a chance to show you who I am, I would love to have that chance. I may not be the ''perfect canidate''. I know there are many things to consider if you think of being with me. Yet even so, despite all the odds, I am sure I can make you happy.
Your smile alone.
your funny crooked teeth you said you hated.
I love it all.
You are worth so much to me
since day one.
maybe I seem crazy or unrealistic
or how could I love the one I don't know...
but I know you essentially.
and I love you.
always have, always will.
of this I am certain.
On 26 February 2016 at 07:24, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
I didn't believe I deserved you because I didn't think I deserved myself. I won't forget as we ambled (intoxicated on those frozen tourist daiquiris and on a post-sex high only achieved in a hostel bungalow) around the colorful streets, what you did.
I had just come out of the most destructive, saddening and down right hard relationship of my young life, a relationship where a man hid his heroin use from me, where others knew, where I hid in the shadows of denial and humiliation and self-blame for months after. I was the brunt of an unintended giant joke. I forgave him when I realized that lying and hiding expended much energy for him and what a weight that was to carry. It truly became this giant gas-lighting conspiratorial silent odor as pervasive, as emotionally neon as post-nuclear waste. Our larger community kept the lie. What energy it took for them! What energy it drained from him! What energy it still takes to lie.
You and I were on our way to visit a friend in the Marginy, when I blatantly, and cruelly, checked out a handsome man stumbling towards us. He and I locked eyes. I gave him every sexual impulse I could communicate through my laser pointed pupils. And you saw.
You, wearing the hat you always did, you wearing the half smile ready to explode into a full one as you laughed at your own self-deprecating British wit, you wearing slight rosacea on your face (do you remember the cream we made from scratch just that morning), you, you stopped. You stopped. You stopped and you looked at me. Instead of scoffing or yelling or handing me an unhealthy response I was accustomed to, you held me. You said, you don't need to do things like this anymore.
And I cried into your chest. I cried because of your emotional intelligence displayed and the kindness you showed.
So, when I didn't get on that plane to London to reunite with you, when I sent back my engagement ring, know this: I wasn't ready to commit to myself, so how the hell could I commit to you, who treated me with respect? I know time does have a way of eroding and dampening feelings, and I don't expect us to reunite, but know this: thank you. Thank you for preparing me for my next relationship where I won't trample over all the of the Red Flags, but I'll take them out of the ground, turn, run, change their colors and then replant them.
On 26 February 2016 at 07:21, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
I am walking (NER)
I am walking down Camden market, texting. . . buying fruit and groceries
and imagining you will be there when I get home. . .. . .
Smiling as I come in with shopping, telling you what happened today. . .
massaging my shoulders and kneading out the tension. . .such warmth like
honey spreading through my veins . . . you start unbuttoning my
blouse. . .then bra. . . - I am trying to tell you about all the hilarious
things that are happening to me lately and you are squeezing my
breasts and teasing my nipples . . .
Skin soft as silk and your hands stroking exactly the right places. . .
. . .I start whimpering. . .and you are kissing my tits until I cant speak anymore . . ..-
Your tongue goes down into my belly button then lower. . . ---I want this
to last and last. . .
I LOVE YOU my sweet darling angel ....I love it that you are just the
right size everywhere-. . ... . .]
You hold me around the waist but we are not saying anything-
and I stroke your brow and kiss you on the nose. . .
I like it so much the way you lean over when you are kissing me . . .
You tell me you will text me in the morning but I don't believe it for a minute
I kiss u on the nose and walk out of the house ,feeling very light and
exhausted. . . .
Good night sweet prince
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Subject: Who is flippant now? (anywhere)
On 26 February 2016 at 07:20, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
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I Shall Borrow
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Still not Sleeping
It` s February and I am still not sleeping.
He says -- the chains are not broken, you are still in turmoil, you are still mentally there --.. I want you back and I don't want you to be like this. . ..-
And I say -- I am avoiding the ocean and I have followed this stream...
Summer morning with the sun just up and shimmering with promise... Now i am lost, i am gone south and I cant see the trees for the wood...
He says the chains are not broken
I FEEL things falling and breaking . . .glasses, chains, pendants, shields, my heart
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The Warmest Sun
On 26 February 2016 at 07:16, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
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I am staying
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My Face
My face already granted rest
on your face and I've been reading
words with your lips before you say them.
My sight is caught in your eyes.
Out of them shines in scarlet clad flame
forever hidden, unfulfilled Plato.
Repressing weight of silent yearnings.
Moaning in the final throes as of
the injured animals growing older.
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Not my sunshine (My sun)
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I woke to silence and cried,
As I glared into the starry night-
For you, my love, were not by my side.
I quivered and shook at my recent dream;
Where your lips held all of summers gleam.
I felt your heart beat next to me, or so it seemed.
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Afraid
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Just How
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How am I supposed to kill this love
If love doesn`t want to die, moreover it can't?
I know that your eyes can not find anywhere else
your hands can't find mine in foreign hands,
your smile is the sweetest,
your touch as a touch of gentle flower
healing wounded cheek.
your voice
your eyes
your fingers
your hungry mouth..
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Sin
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Thus he became the masked face of your face
and lips that are coming to mine, are they yours?
Unfulfilled desire deceives me,
But how, just how to tell reality from dreams.
Mirage touching me with your touch,
I can feel it and it is felt among thousands.
Burning in purity the licking flame
It's like I'm rambling again in a maze.
In anticipation of the first rapprochement with you
I am sobbing crazily into my hands
because they want to love you, they want to touch you....
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Golden Day
Why does it keep coming from memories, thatgolden colored day.
When we first kissed, you and I.
"The accidental witness our love, the clock on the wall...
Messages on the wall full of tenderness, this apartment.
When time is up, go slow...
Once again I would like to touch just in thoughts
This perfect day, the day of love.
When my time is up, I want for myself
Two to three minutes, thinking about you,
Before going into the eternal darkness.
I want a golden day, a sunny day...
On 26 February 2016 at 07:10, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
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Cold FiRE
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And my heart speaks
my love where are you
Just once, only once, and once more...
Other horses other roads
Where are now the gentlest eyes
A cold fire sleeps now in my burning chest....
On 26 February 2016 at 07:09, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
No-man Island
You have caressed my soul...and my body, giving it a sense of purpose.
Gathered my thoughts to stoke up the fire that for many years, denied and shut up,
eked out its existence on a dusty old fireplace.
With the right person everything is possible
Floating on a cloud,
swimming in the blue ocean
conquering the peaks of the mountains.
Without saying a Word.
Without time constraints.
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Locked
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I'm locked in...
Trapped in a meeting of an eternal moment.
You're filling me with indescribable magic
with energy for new creations.
Isn't that right?
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when you come around
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Bite again
into my hungry lips,
When you come around
Hold me tight,
so tight I will forget to breathe
When you come around
Whisper to me gently,
These sweet things that I want
When you come around
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Abyss
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Kissing even doors of hell, just so
that I may keep your love
and stay with you.
Contemplating cold steel blades
imagining I might mix blood
with your blood.
Walking at the edge of abyss
to capture the darkness,
that's hidden in the white of purity.
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I am standing
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Lift me up.
I'm lying at your feet
as a forgotten piece of trash
as the abandoned doe;
I offer you a flower, like a wounded
humble and feeble
I'm standing at the end of the path.
Pull me out of this abyss,
stroke me and make me warm
because I feel cold and terrible...
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Still
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On
sacrificial stone there is a drop of blood.
That's the price I pay, so
I could worship your confidences.
Desperate cry rings out in the morning silence.
Traces of smoke indicating fire.
The body consumed by sharp pain,
When they want to take you away by force.
I'm going to fight until the last breath
and when the whisper flies out of my chest for the last time
with a silent scream of the only name on my lips
Then... you become just a memory.
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I Don't Know About You (Across the Ocean)
Humanity is a sick species.
We seldom hesitate to inform others of our disdain for them or their actions.
Yet we are consumed with paralyzing fear of expressing love for one another, if we are uncertain of whether it is a shared feeling.
We are all ill, and love is the only things that heals.
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you know who you are
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Tu sei un respiro bellissimo,
sei un fiore che non ha solo un colore.
Tu sei un pensiero bellissimo che mai si perdera,
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tears
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I was rubbing away your tears & my own
I didn`t Realize just wheRE this would lead us and
voila, the whole damn Royal Variety
Thank you it was a beAutiful experience.
On 26 February 2016 at 07:02, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
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burning
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I imagine the head of your cock. . ..throbbing at the entrance of my rear. . . and you sucking on my nipples until they are stiff like bullets. . .and I am jerking and moaning and moaning louder as you enter me
You pull my legs right up by the ankles. . ... I put my thighs around your neck and I want to be writhing and sobbing in your arms . . .
You are rocking and pushing in harder. . ..now it does hurt. . .. It is so nice. . . but the burning in my asshole is keeping me just on the other side of the peak. . ..
Then you pull out and I suddenly feel exposed and . . ..totally vulnerable. . ..
I am gently licking your shaft and then your balls, and your cock . . .and it stiffens in my moths and I start sucking harder. . .I try to take it all in but it is too hard. . ..I am gobbling . . . and its like a pro blow job. . ...i want you to fuck me . . . the tip of my clit is tingling and I am really aching now...
On 26 February 2016 at 07:02, Alice Raely <zavetrnica@gmail.com> wrote:
the cry of unreality
Hand in hand, following the road,
step by step I seek you everywhere,
I live in the soul with the soul of longing,
with a heart in the heart of long life.
With a prayer on my lips, I want you
with the sweetness of the Pacific dream love
with dreaminess as dark eyes wait
with the abyss of love only you trust.
The cry of unreality has been dispelled,
the wave of big wish for a moment stopped,
When I look in your eyes
little dreams fly out of our hands.
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dreaming still
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My darling Estraven I hope ALL is well with you.
Last night i dream`d that I was dreaming about you.
Or with you....
Please be Well.
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Maths
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everything i keep giving u reappears and multiplies
by the rules of bodams i am half yours / and the other half
insane from missing you.
My darling Estraven I never knew that the geomatry, calculus
and applied trigonometry could be so damn interesting.
the russian and greeks have nothing on them , magnetism
is stronger around the return of capricorn but it seems we are
both learning to dance to this new tune.
Improvement Much
In the immortal words og kylie minogue - can`t get you out of mu head.
But i am peacefull..
I miss u every day but I am still happy.
Even if....
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THAT FEELING I CANT SHAKE
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That U are still on top of me, sucking my nipples , nibbling on my neck
and teasing my swolen lips...
And then the penetration, OMG is not a word - so no lubes no tinto - they
r such a good fit and
Damit u are inside me and it is painfull sometimes. And , at times
just confusing.
I miss you my dear Estraven, i cant wait to feel you again in my arms,
from where you apparently never left.
i know it is an eluive illusion, but as i saw your face in the darkness So now i can see contours of your face in the shapes of cluds and trees and
Thecolours all reminds be of you because of the frequencies..
I am rambnling and ranting, I know....
I am so Sorrry mon ami, Havent been sleeping so well, then the stupid flu and all other palaver. I miss you daily, hourly and incredibly
But, yeah, it is bearable
The book will be awesome,
Lets make it happen ☕X 🙂
ArwweN
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Spanking
I am being spanked mercilessly over your lap ... my bare buttocks quivering under your strong slaps...
Wriggling and squirming and pressing down against your erection when my bottom starts burning. . .How the fire is spreading and flowing into my pussy...Getting hotter till I cry out. . . How you turn me over on my back and rub me and stroke me all over ... everywhere but between my legs. . .How my nipples grow stiff like bullets...pulsating under your tongue...How you then nibble and lick and suck them in and out... and I am sobbing from lust. . .Your fingers brush lightly against my swollen lower lips...teasing me...
And I am now gasping for air and begging ...I want you inside me....
You insert two fingers into my gaping slit ...the walls of my pussy quiver and spasm and I am sobbing and moaning at the top of my voice....
And Now I am spent and happy ...trembling a bit . . .you hold me in your arms
and I go to sleep with my bottom and loins still glowing...
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Just wanted to say - w4m (City of london)
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To my japanese salaryman
Friend
Acquaintance
Soulmate
slowly up the steps i am really sleepy and sex in not foremost on my mind
but your bed is so warm and comfortable and the duvet just lovely...
i tell u i am tired and it`s ok But the bed is too small for 2 fairly large characters , lol
and u are holding me so nicely i feel suddenly warm inside and Cherished ...
i am drifting off to sleep as you caress me and snuggle into you
Suddenly ,I ask you to lie on top of me and you obey kindda immediately 🙂
As You lay on top on me, pressing me down and with your face in my hair i feel such a
Outrush of tenderness and warmth
like heat going down from my face to my belly
I can feel your heart racing and your swollen cock between my legs
you lie totally still for a moment the colours change
i cannot explain it till today
I can see your body and your face in the semidarkness of the bedroom.
The room feels like a boat sailing away
into eternity - violocello concerts before bedtime are amazing erotica
And I Feel V. ☕ happy 🙂
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to feel your touch
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good torture. - w4m
Just the smell of me will make you instantly hard.
My mere presence sends a crackling current across the room to you--an undeniable pull drawing you in closer, and closer.
I stand still, my back against the wall, my hands pressed between the wall and my backside.
Aching to have you closer, I never break eye contact as my glare from behind my long black lashes continues to pull you in.
You feel yourself losing all sense of rational thought, your mind and body being driven by your natural instinct to fuck.
To take me wholly.
I remain silent as you get torturously closer.
Mere inches stand between us.
We feel each other's hot breaths on our mouths as our desire induced panting increases.
You feel my breath begin to tremble as you
reach your lips closer...but you stop, still torturously close to contact.
A pleading weep spills from my mouth as you pause again.
You smirk;
knowing I want nothing but to feel your touch
on me and inside me.
To smell you as you take me,
to hear your breathing and moans,
to see the helpless wrinkles form above your brows
as your face contorts in desire and
you lose control with me.
I want you to tell me what happens next
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Thus. 23.08.2016 ob 19:48
Thus he became the masked face of your face
and lips that are coming to mine, are they yours?
Unfulfilled desire deceives me,
But how, just how to tell reality from dreams.
Mirage touching me with your touch,
I can feel it and it is felt among thousands.
Burning in purity the licking flame
It's like I'm rambling again in a maze.
In anticipation of the first rapprochement with you
I am sobbing crazily into my hands
because they want to love you, they want to touch you....
She tries to walk on water
She fails and throws a fit
I want so much to help her
But she needs so much more than just a kiss
So i hold her in my arms
Tell her everything is alright
But deep down in my heart
I know that she's losing this fight
And i feel how she's slipping
Slipping away
And i'm losing michelle
I don't want to live another day
And i know that she'll go to a better place
But i'm losing michelle
I just don't know if i can go on with this race
She starts to cry
And i start to fear
I pull her close to me
So i can kiss away her tear
The weeping in her voice
When she tells me she loves me so
I pull her even closer
And stroke her hair soft and slow
She lays down by the fire
A nice warm soothing place
Its like the rage burning inside of her
Another tear rolls down her face
So i lay down right beside her
And fall asleep to her caress
And i hope when i wake up
That she is still at rest
And i feel how shes slipping
Slipping away
And i'm losing michelle
Why bother living another day
And i know that she'll go to a better place
But i'm losing michelle
Without her i'm nothing
Just taking someone elses place
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Losing 23.08.2016 ob 19:56
no reason to live
i have no reason at all
i gave up at life
i give up to my fall
the ending is near
my unavoidable fate
the small steps taking me
to the end of my hate
no one can understand
my demon plagued world
the extent of my pain
the depths of my spiral
since i cant go on
theres no reason ive found
i hope to find the peace in death
i never could in life
now:
look out at the deep blue sky
the wind is encouraging me
i look at the blade of the knife
and what its telling me
i wait for someone to come along
but no one ever shows
i have a tear streaming down my face
but no one will ever know
i sit down under the hanging sky
the place where i learned to fear
i feel as alone now as i did
as i heard the screams and tears
i can still hear my heart beating in me
as i prepare to die
i know that in the morning they'll find me
they'll never really understand why
it takes a few minutes but i finally cut
i watch the crimson flow out of me
it gushes out like a waterfall
my hidden sanctuary
i soft cry of pain and then its over
i'm now gone for good
i love how little i feel now
more than i ever thought i would
On to...
She sits there in her home
Worrying about the future
But what is in the past
Is what is ruining her
She sits down on the bed
Doesnt know where to turn
She opens up a bottle of pills
I guess she never learned
She sits there for awhile
Hears nothing but her breath
Her life filled with unhappiness
As she prepares for her death
If only one person was there
The outcome may be better
But no one ever came
The pills went down together
If actions speak louder than words
She spoke at deafening levels
All her pain and suffering
All her unbearable troubles
She blew out her fire alone
She never hurt anyone else
For all of you that f**ked her up
I hope you burn in hell.
To:and its dawn
and the light sheds on another painful day
and its dawn
and the discovery that caused so much pain
and its dawn
and the pills found down by his side
and its dawn
a sign of the life where he just could not survive
but the sun came up again
and its dawn
and light shed on the tragedy today
and its dawn
and we found out of a tragedy that happened last nite
and its dawn
will the world ever be the same
and its dawn
i guess so because nothing changed
and the sun came up again
and its dawn
and world is awake
and its dawn
and nothing seems to change
and its dawn
and life's back to normal today
and its dawn
its like the world didn't notice the pain
and the sun came up again..
and the sun comes up again
and the sun comes up again
and the sun comes up again
and the sun comes up again
and the sun keeps coming up
and the sun keeps coming up
and the sun keeps coming up
and the sun keeps coming up...
and when i woke up with that red rose on my bed
i should have thought of something to say
but i just smiled it off
and i kissed her cheek instead
and when i saw the frown cross her face
i should have asked her whats wrong
not just take her hand
and hold her close for a second of time in this place
and that bloody rose is all thats left of her
white was stained red by her blood
it was an epitaph of how i needed her
and that bloody rose i smiled when she gave it to me
but now the memories tell me
she'll be the last to ever leave me
and then when she didn't come home
i never thought anything of it
she just needed some time alone
and sometimes trust isn't all its cracked up to be
because i guess that it could be said
that that time she really needed me
and i guess that i deserved this
when i look at this rose
blood is what i see on it
that rose was stained with her blood
on the morning she died
it was found on the bathroom floor....
and that bloody rose is all thats left of her
why couldnt i see that
all she needed was a little more
and now all my prayers have turned up grey
so i don't care anymore
i'm not going to live through today
Come Back
i was just standing here wasting my life away
standing on this corner watching these cars drive by
all these people with somewhere to go
me standing in one place not knowing what to know
i guess i just wanted to believe
that you weren't gone
i saw your grave
i saw your name
but deep down inside i didn't know
and my hope that somewhere theres a place
that you are only hiding there
and i keep thinking i'll see you again tomorow
and everything will be the same
and please come back
god please come back
i told you i couldn't go on
but no one believed me
and god i need you to come back
please just come back
i'm standing in this place
watching my life pass by
She tries to walk on water
She fails and throws a fit
I want so much to help her
But she needs so much more than just a kiss
So i hold her in my arms
Tell her everything is alright
But deep down in my heart
I know she1s lost this fight
i felt how she slipped away
And i1ve lost Michelle
I think this world is going to have to pay
And i hope that she1s gone to a better place
But i1ve lost michelle Now this world is a cold unforgiving place
The lights are dim, i look at her
And she looks back at me
She lays her head down in my lap
Her tears are scaring me
She says she1s going to bed
I follow her right there
I hope when i wake up
My dreams will still be here
I wake up in the morning
The sun is blinding me
The first thing i do when light returns
Is look down next to me
Her pillow stands alone
She1s gotten out of bed
A note is all thats left of her
And a razor stained of red
"And I'm sorry that I left you this way
I love you so much
But this world made me turn out this way
And know that this ended all my pain
Please don't forget me
But don't leave this world
Please not in that way..."
Bite again
into my hungry lips,
When you come around
Hold me tight,
so tight I will forget to breathe
When you come around
Whisper to me gently,
These sweet things that I want
When you come around
I am trembling at the memory of you.
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ThO 23.08.2016 ob 20:03
What does it mean to you, through n through
What does it mean to you, through n through
Aches full of pains, whispers full of claims
Thunderstorms in the night, seeking comfort without a sole in sight
Dark clouds with no rain, screaming for mercy the rain is in my eyes, eyes closed my soul is searching for you, Where the fuck are you tonight
These eyes adore you, within there's an imprint of you deluded and enamored, i can feel the fright, what good is that? nothing but emptiness! lost in a haze of insanity, they call it craziness. This crazines is my last refuge, give me a reason to put up a fight
Thunderstorms are screaming where the fuck are you tonight
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fm 23.08.2016 ob 20:05
Quando nasce un amore non è mai troppo tardi
scende come un bagliore da una stella che guardi
e di stelle nel cuore ce ne sono miliardi
quando nasce un amore, un amore.
Ed è come un bambino che ha bisogno di cure
devi stargli vicino devi darli calore
preparargli il cammino il terreno migliore
quando nasce un amore, un amore.
E' un emozione nella gola da quando nasce a quando vola
che cosa c'è di più celeste di un cielo che ha vinto mille tempeste
che cosa c'è se adesso sento queste cose per te
farò di te la mia estensione farò di te il tempo della ragione
farò di più farò tutte le cose che vuoi fare anche tu.
Ti fa bene, ti piace questa voglia di dare
e ti senti capace non ti puoi più fermare
come un fiume alla foce che si getta nel mare
quando nasce un amore, un amore...
E' l'universo che si svela quante parole in una sola
amore mio immenso e puro ci penso io a farti avere un futuro
amore che sta già chiedendo strada tutta per sè
farò di te la mia estensione farò di te il tempo della ragione
farò di più farò tutte le cose che vuoi fare anche tu.
...Sì...
quando nasce, quando nasce un amore.
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fm 23.08.2016 ob 20:07
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yours 23.08.2016 ob 20:09
* * *
This may be the right or wrong thing to do, I don't know. All I know is that I need to get this off my chest and out of my head before it takes over and sends me crazy.
It will come as no surprise that I like you, and I like you a lot. I'm not going to pull any punches here, I want to say it as it is. I like to think you will understand why. Since I first met you, I have never felt so awestruck with anyone in my life. Your amazing, beautiful looks and your strong, warm personality just hit me like a lorry-load of bricks. You were, in the eyes of this tired-of-life and mentally beaten man, an angel of heavenly desires. Granted, the way we met wasn't the most ideal of situations one ever pictures themselves in, but everything in life has a place of origin. I do not ever question the way you and I met on that cold, dark Monday afternoon. I wouldn't change that moment one little bit.
Over the last 15 months, I feel as though I have thrown away many golden opportunities to make a change to the way we associate with each other. This has been proven to myself many times. You are more right than you think when you say I don't say things clearly. I beat about the bush far too much. I want this to end now.
I suffer with my conscience every day. I talk myself out of doing the simplest of tasks. But what gets me through each day is you. It may, indeed will sound stupid, but your face, including that wonderful smile and your beautiful eyes, gets me through each day where I feel I just can't manage it on my own. You're like my wonder drug. The woman I yearn to be in the company of. The first woman I have ever wanted to just hold and never let go. I just can't bring myself to tell you. All the times I've wanted too, I've been stopped by my rotten head.
I have this overwhelming feeling that I have always been undeserving of another persons attention, care or even love. Times in the past where I have felt as though my thoughts and feelings have been reciprocated, have turned out to be wrong. This left me reeling. I was hurt, battered and bruised, mentally. Asking myself "How could I be so stupid?" It often feels as though every thing or every person I've ever cared for, or loved, has gone away. Not on their own accord, but pushed, driven away by me and my apparent wrong-doing. This has led me to switch my emotions and feelings off towards people, leaving them to come to know me as a cold, heartless man who just lives each day to crawl back into bed at the end of it. But that's not the case. This isn't helped by my inability to see the positives in change. I don't like change. Like the above, it has left me suffering as a victim. But there is one change I really want to make. And that's how we associate together.
I'm still in awe of how you saw through my gritty outer shell and have often mined deep into this still beating heart to extract the real me. I am still in a state of both amazement and shock over the conversation we had last October. No one, not least a woman, has ever opened up their heart to me in such a way ever before. I feel honoured and privileged to have read those words from you. The amount of respect and care I had for you before that point, became astronomical after having learnt of you like that. I never pictured myself saying all those things I said to you, but I'm glad I did. I needed to show someone who I really was behind that mask. You have no idea what it meant to me to be able to show you.
It still appals me to this day to think you refer to yourself as "a monster" and "incapable of ever loving or finding love again". Both inside and out, you are truly beautiful. Anyone who disagrees is either blind or stupid. We all deserve love, even if we don't feel as though we do. I've come to learn and understand that now, and part of the reason why I've come to understand that, is you.
What I'm trying to say is this: You have made such a change to my life since I met you. It's all been positive. You've been a friend, a shoulder to cry on, and someone who gives me aspiration to achieve. You provide a reason for me to get out of bed on a morning, even though we live separate lives. I will never be able to repay you for the wonderful enlightenment you have provided me. Not a day goes by where I do not think of you. I picture you, happy, smiling, contented by all you have around you.
I know our relationship as it stands is minimal but comfortable. I'm not the most outgoing of people and I'm a bit dull. Not exactly the life and soul of the party. At the same time, I understand and respect your commitments to other things such as work, the home and your longer-established friend base.
What I'm about to say will either make me or break me, but it needs saying regardless.
I like you. I really like you. No, I love you. And I would give anything to prove to you that you are not that "monster" you speak of. Every time I see you, all I want to do is hold you. Hug you. Even kiss you if I dare be so bold. I want to be able to portray these feelings I have kept locked away for so long, but I only want them to be bestowed onto you. I want to hold your hand as we talk, watch the real emotion of the conversation glisten like diamonds in your eyes. I want to provide the same positives in your life as you have done to mine. I want to be there for you in times of hardship. Pick you up when you're feeling down. Dry your tears when you are sad but encourage more tears when they are of joy. I couldn't see myself going through life being happier than the times I am with you. I just want to show you I care. You deserve to be happy and you deserve to have someone who will give his last dying breath to keep you smiling.
I know I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed, nor the prettiest portrait in the gallery. But I do have heart and soul. I want to give them to you. I don't know if I will be good for you. I like to think I am. But I know for certain I will be good TOO you. I will ensure no harm ever comes to you. I will always be there if you need me. I will never let you down. If I could make you as happy as you make me it would be the greatest thing that has ever happened in my life. I'm just asking for an opportunity to show you.
After all that has been said, I know at the end of the day you, and only you, is all I truly want. Whatever happens, I hope we can still be friends. My life is far better than I could ever have imagined knowing you are part of it.
Yours,
X
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povzetek 23.08.2016 ob 22:25
a lhako?
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Saphire 23.08.2016 ob 23:46
Saphire je prilepila svoje maile in pesmi.
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kaj je 24.08.2016 ob 0:21
saphire nesrečno zaljubljena v enga, ki ga zdej ne more kontaktirat al kaj?
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za kaj gre? 24.08.2016 ob 17:43
hmmm, ne zastopim
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23.08.2016 ob 19:21
. Pogrešam te ☕ 🙂 ×××