

Park BenchThe world rushing past,Park Bench
and here I am
on a lonely old park bench. The tears falling down, and here I am on a lonley old park bench. My life crumbling down, and here I am on a lonley old park bench. Heat lightning in the sky and between the sheets, and here I am
on this damned lonley old park bench. I am running so far and so fast from that park bench, that I only ended up right back here again, just as lonley and old as ever.


ConciousnessHelp me to run away,Conciousness
away from this place. Help me to escape escape from this place. I need help to regain the strength that I once had. to regain
the me
that I once was. I need to regain conciousness.


Time as WaterTime likes to slip by, slip through my grip. For me time turns to liquid &Time as Water
as much as I try to hold it it leaks faster and faster. Our time was so slim so brief, but I couldn't hang on, neither could you.


Pieces PartsI am made up ofPieces Parts
pieces and parts.
Hours spent putting this puzzle of me back together again. These parts are so fragile
that the slightest touch can cause them to break again. My pieces parts can be held together by you, you're my glue. Even the hardest pull
cannot pull us apart. You keep me from breaking, and in turn
as do I to you.
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Elvis B ..."Nobody Loves me"
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One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing Star.
Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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Armed with a plethora of insecurities, we keep each other amused
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One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing Star.
Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
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