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i want you to hunt me into the night, like a stranger with a dark past i want you to hurt me, make me cry CAUSE I FEEL NOTHING AT ALL i want you to shout and push me i want to feel the force with which you strike i have a hole in my chest where my

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my dearest sweetheart i will never forget our first dance, you repeatedly stepped on my feet. if i close my eyes i see how the wind finds its way through your long blonde hair. i love your tender kisses and the fun we have playing hide and seek at parties. you accepted the fact i’m always late. i soon

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you don’t growl like a tiger no more i feel my back and bones - broken - under the weight of my deceived heart nearly a silent witness of my sweet kisses i feel there is no more and nothing less than this — and you disappeared while i never went to sleep -- Photo: © Jelena Kovačević

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autumn is here and gives us the chance, to retire. to stay inside this world we’ve created in between the walls of our homes. secretly looking outside, to another world. we might not belong to… this. Dear, please. this is where I need to be. socks with holes, sleepy hair, pulled up legs, red wine, shuffling feet, lost records. we laugh out loud about

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When we rose up, out of the ground, your highness overwhelmed us. Directions to happiness weren’t clear. And for a moment we wondered… what if we don’t belong here? But we do and we miss you. There is no need for us to clarify our feelings we have for you. You

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balloons are sleeping at the ceiling while down below feet are at war spirits fountains spin us ’round your body is my rocking chair you know where i keep my lies but you don’t mind broken memories set the pace while flash lights unmask the pose spirits fountains slow us down the staircase is our hiding place you know i may never love you … but

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with silent drum and no grace i took it all, spit it out in your face i hit you once, i hit you twice to the ground and back up high strange alone, forgotten torn i wish we never built that home broke our throne, cut in your soul vicious lies like rolling stones — with no knife and

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We are guilty. We confess… More than once we fled. Have we broken things and left the splinters untouched. But only because you hunted us down on a path leading away from you. Twisting roads of darkness, where guides get murdered on their way home. We dig holes, you escape them. With

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We have taken sides and there’s no way back. You have closed your heart. Back in ten minutes, the note still says. We stopped waiting, as the absence in your eyes snowed us in. Your restless legs let us know you’re nervous to the bone. And we have seen how you

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