i can forget/ how harsh you were,/ i can forget/ your desire/ to satisfy all your urges/ through me!/ i can forget your excuses/ and justifications./ and all your lies...who cares!?
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but i can`t forget/ myself,/ i can`t/ forget/ that something is in me/ or perhaps out there/ that keeps me alive/ and bugs me/ and pokes into my soul/ and yells into my ears:/ “hey you, you still exist.”
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no…!
either i can`t hide me
from myself
or
i can`t hide myself
from
me!
makes any difference?!!!! aniiiiiiiiiiiiiiita
finally after a month i posted something here... no, i dont feel like it yet. hala hamintori :
for all silence/ i deserve to get/ you give out a huge amount of noise./ i don’t remember if i heard anything/ the moment i was born./ did I have my ears capped?/ who cares!
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for all madness/ that i carry along with me/ you have a large number of ways/ to use them.
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you grow big/ i shrink small/ you become visible/ i fade away.
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there is no balance,/ i know! anita