Published 9 November 2007, 18:58
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Light my world with words, doubt
To bound me, to be bitten
My solitary stranger´s thoughts
Written in legendary lying letters
Do I want what I want not to want it anymore?
Or do I not want it – anymore?
To fight, to fight, to fight
In luciera´s lost lonely light?
Ghosts in ghettos, lovers-neighbours
Mutant created by malefician failures
While wide wings wishing all my warmth away
Among the crowd a hidden warrior
Clouds to clouds, witches-word
Doubts breed doubts, wicked world
Comedy-creature-convention on friday night
The darker the mind the darker the day the darker the mind the darker the day the…
(c) Morné Mirastelle 2005
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