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[kittydev]

own words often seem so trivial and banal... to the point of wanting to burn and destroy them the moment they appear on the paper/screen.. how is it other people manage to express everything so much better? beauty and depth belong somewhere else... but one might always steal it... and the song which will always be associated with only one person... thank you for sharing it with me...

where are you?
are you hiding from me?
are you still looking for things that no-one else can see?

where are you?
are you in some place that we cannot reach?
are you bathing in moonlight or drowned on the beach?

where are you?
are you surrounded by things we cannot penetrate?
is the cage you love the home you also hate?

your fear of death attracts such strange objects
smothering you, hiding you, don't let it spoil you
show yourself so the others may see you
so the others may feed you
they want to be near you

if you can't get enough of your hypnotic injection
then it's time to put an end to this invalid function
poor little ghost boy
let me be your human toy

where are you?
no-one's seen you for years
have your wounds grown wings? are you feasting on fears?
i can see your dark corona is eating into you
you're surrounded by things we cannot penetrate
is the cage you love the home you also hate?

all of us are wounded, anaesthetised in A&E
numbed by stuff we should not see
each of us lies bleeding
our rivers intermingling
poor little ghost boy
let me be your human toy

i'll wrap my last kiss in a bandage