Well before my fate, I’m lost in ancient sorrows that only suck the silence. Before my face, I’m lost in drunken colors, wandering through your hollow maze. Soon I’ll have to say what I always wondered about our meeting, thoughts and feelings I have caught with a golden net. Without ever noticing, I’ve got locks in my hand, with me, yet the thoughts keep running like a stream – nothing but a living memory lost in the decades of my once golden youth. Just to be clear, I don’t see you, you don’t see me – “I’m just a figment of your imagination”, someone whispers to me and, without even noticing, I’ve got the gods in my head with me. Surrendering to fate, I hear the sound of your song, I reach to the emptiness and – let me be perfectly clear – I don’t need you.

    • Nefelos
    • March 19th, 2011

    How sensitive… I liked this page… it is sober, it is calm and clean… the text is also good, and the picture you chose is perfect… love autumn…

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