Right now my computer is playing Sinead O’Connor. Two times at the same time. Due some little accident while loading two webpages at once, the same song started playing, with a interval of about 10-15sec. It sounds amazing, because funnily enough the two songs meet from the time to time, in the chorus, or some [...]
A song by Nebelhexe, Their Dead Poetry. The lyrics is about a dreamer, an artist, and someone who just can’t seem to fit into “the real world”. Of these thoughts I got an idea, a theme to write about. The first out is Nebelhexe, Andrea Haugen, and this song.
People are different, and people do not [...]
I remember first meeting her; in August, I was six years old.
The wind was blowing, it smelled like salt and somewhere new, a place I had never been. While the air was fuzzying her hair, her blue eyes were smiling, and she told me her name. She was like no one I had ever met [...]
Still breathing, still living, still keeping alive. Still moving, still thinking still being, so then I must be alive. Still dreaming, still hoping of a better life. Still wanting, still longing to be safe. To feel right, to just be.
Longing for a melting smile, for the hug I’ll never get. The strong arms which will [...]
Running off into the woods, running for nothing, running to reach him. Running away from him, running nearer him. Running, to be with him.
Watching, wanting to be seen. Dreaming, dreaming of him.
Playing with the wolf, so irrational acts become loved. So little things moving around are the ones worth living for. So silent laughts are what make [...]
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