петък, 16 юли 2010 г.

The will.

I will fly, sail, swim, ride, defy gravity,run away, leave something, take nothing, build and destroy, forgive and forget,throw all the answers away with them rotten questions, kill all beasts lurking in my head, smell the flowers, see the dawning sun, sing 'til my voice wears off, play until my fingers bleed,write until I've nothing else to say, make a sandwich and eat it too,wish away all of bad demons,dream of fairy tales, live in reality, pick a dandelion and blow its feathers, build a sand castle and live in it, throw all of it away and start all over again with flying,sailing,swimming,riding, defying gravity,running away, leaving something, taking nothing, building and destroying, forgiving and forgetting,playing with fire, pouring water all over it, dreaming and thinking, landing and digging, selling all the fuckin'gold I find, spending it all on books, reading for some more restless nights, singing 'til I can't even talk, playing 'til I can barely even sit straight, running 'til I barely even breathe, laughing my ass of at some silly joke, then falling apart, destroying everything and starting all over again to fly, sail, swim,run away....yeah, mostly to run away from you.

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