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And autumn comes again…

Posted in writing with tags , , on 19/09/2010 by Stripped

And autumn comes again, brings poison in my veins. My summer dreams will be washed in the rain….wind will blow and take my hopes away.

All that I ever build in summer days was never meant to last. Fading echoes …memories of the past. Again….all becomes my „past”.



Posted in writing with tags , on 09/08/2010 by Stripped

The one thing I regret is that you’ll part my mind and my soul, piece by piece. And time will pass. All that we ever share is starting to waste. Shadows will cover up your face, until everything will be lost. I still hold on to some parts of the past;

I regret that all will be lost.