here.
lucky luke
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here.
here - time has stopped.
here - everyone rotts.
here - everything dies.
here - there are no smiles.
here - you can't do shit.
here - you deal with it.
here - you become another.
here - death pages cover.
your future, there's no future, you can say what you want but time has stopped;
you never see the whole pattern until that pattern becomes your own life but that still ain't enough;
making all the mistakes you thought you'll never do, telling all those stories you thought weren't true;
looking all of those people, you are them they are you, with nothing to do, it fucking hurts;
so the downward spiral stretches on when you see your friends and what they've become is there a comfort in there that you're not the only one, that seems pathetic that seems fucked up;
this place has damned you by your birth, all the things you believe, all the things you achive here are worth no more than plain old dirt, it still hurts;
you wanna do something you wanna do it all but what can you do when you're so small, you play along, you pay the toll, you blame this place, you deny your soul;
here - time has stopped.
here - you learn alot.
here - the center of quiet.
here - the center of my end.
here - time has stopped.
here - everyone rotts.
here - everything dies.
here - there are no smiles.
here - you can't do shit.
here - you deal with it.
here - you become another.
here - death pages cover.
your future, there's no future, you can say what you want but time has stopped;
you never see the whole pattern until that pattern becomes your own life but that still ain't enough;
making all the mistakes you thought you'll never do, telling all those stories you thought weren't true;
looking all of those people, you are them they are you, with nothing to do, it fucking hurts;
so the downward spiral stretches on when you see your friends and what they've become is there a comfort in there that you're not the only one, that seems pathetic that seems fucked up;
this place has damned you by your birth, all the things you believe, all the things you achive here are worth no more than plain old dirt, it still hurts;
you wanna do something you wanna do it all but what can you do when you're so small, you play along, you pay the toll, you blame this place, you deny your soul;
here - time has stopped.
here - you learn alot.
here - the center of quiet.
here - the center of my end.
http://mudrac.ffzg.hr/~lranogaj/ - TUBOJUGEND ZAGREB
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*snaps fingers*
Yeah man, I can dig that.
link on Sao Paulo....
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/programmes/3570402.stm
(at the moment I'm itching to go to Vietnam.....gotta stop reading the Travel section of the paper.....hehehehehehee)
ps....I used to have a boyfriend called Luca Fortuna.....hehehehe