...the darkness...
...my sadness has no end,
as when something is screamen inside of me,
and never has anybody hear it...
imprisonded inside
...feelings...
Closed the eyes,
enjoy the music
bittersweat, nice and harding...
But one thing I will never foget,
this still moment
with you,
holding without words,
and I know
you understand!
We are somehow similar,
we are the same,
and when we are togehter,
we are one...
I don`t have to ask,
if you understand me,
I know,
you do it...
written in May 2000 by I. Rozier
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