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Crystals And GlassI loved you when you were dressed up as a funfair. Blurred photographscaptured my shining eyes. Everything was so blithe and you teached me how to laugh. Thanks for letting me jump off the window ledge into the lily-white bedding. Once I lay on my back buried in the warm and lovely shaped snowscape. I was counting birds whereby the black one's told me about one of the feathers in your hair and it took my breath away. Don't you hear the desperate voices whispering that they would rather prefer to be on the cemetery than working as ailing puppets on the road next to it? Don't you see their scars writing a diary of their awful past? Why don't you let them dance on wrapped in colorful blankets? Don't you care when they say "Death would be better than this“ ? |