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Birds born in cages think freedom is a crime.
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I shouldn’t write when drunk, I don’t like what comes out. That shit should stay right where it is.
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Hold me, hold me, hold me
Or I will fall apart into thousand pieces
And be blown away by the wind
And be washed away by the sea.
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I feel alone.
Even with beloved people.
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Wer bist du,
Der sich hinter einer Maske versteckt,
Und die Geistern dieser Mauern erweckt,
Der sich mit Seide bekleidet,
Und sich an ihrer Spitze schneidet?
Wer bist du,
Der im Winde tanzt,
Und mich an dich band,
Der heimlich verschwand,
Im dunkelschwarzen Abendland?
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People write,
because no one listens
- h.h
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Why do I always like the "bad guys" in books or movies? It's just boring to be mainstream. I just wanna know why they're so bad and help them.
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