| WHY?
Why oh why� Should I be a slave of this yearning, this bizarre world I am into� An unacceptable will to give in to the thirst of the unorthodox madness, a will of irony and longing for the threshold of pain� excruciating pain� A pain where my soul aches, Where my mind squirms with manipulative confusion, With a false and vehement love, Always protesting for a battle cry, opposing the torrid and stubborn wish of live forces that runs into the depths of selflessness, the depths of choice� the choice to do an overture of willpower, not weak, not too strong but zeal that is bound to be the delight of frustrations� the craze of fever within� the evenings of fun memories� will they never be free and will they hope them to be true� sweet and untangled outburst of thoughts wondering through it� wondering to be unsealed� but how? To calm the illusions of mind, To placidly place them in the proximity of your passion� To wish for anything insatiable, Captivated with surreal troubles, That takes the mind to fly To glide, To wince, To cruise, To hide, To see the hitch of everything it created� Closer� Every part of it, music is created� A music that will soothe the memories of unequaled flow of wanting� � egs 2008 |
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