Friday, September 16, 2005

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The perfect measure
1.80, not to long but there's still space for comfort.
Perfect material and color
No sound can pierce the walls of peaceful silence.
The appropriate outfit
Comfortable but at the same time elegant.
Make-up, manicure, the perfect expression
It's all a cliche.
Now it's all going down
It feels like falling, slowly, peacefully.
The sound starts to fade away
The voices turn down to whispers
There's only me and silence.
The moment we all wait for throughout oru lives
The mystery is unsolved.
Eyes closed but I still know what has happened.
Freezing breeze
But there's only warmth inside.
Limited space
But absolut freedom.
No life
But I feel everything
More than ever.
It isn't so bad after all.
R.I.P.

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