The asymmetry of the trail confuses
does not betray any decision made
Your battle rebel
is a point far from escape
Once stammering in his words
today he speaks his thoughts in a flowing wall from
who once tried to burst his spirit
Where does the vanquished go
after the battle has died?
The silent tears
of contemptuously laughing sewing mouths
want their stream of hesitation< br/>let yourself rear up into spitting hatred
struggling and captivating
grab you as a rebel
Is the fish like the bird
if it suffers to dust in the lack of water?
Yes Before the rebel drowns in the hesitant flood
Must anger and pain first
Sadness and pleasure also have a fatal effect on joy?
How to continue living if he drowns in laughter?
Survive a stuttering bird?
If he learns from the pangolin to float
in air and water?
Drowns stuttering in grief
Laughing with lust in painful anger
Drowned by wet breath
Rebel defeat those
who must be defeated
before they steal your breath
It is your battle
no one can support you
because only you can do it
/>To lead your tongue victoriously
It is your battle
Appearing white is your enemy
A friend waits in the hidden black
No fish goes dry in the black
No bird drowns
and no one sees your moment, rebel
Even when pain overcomes you
lust confuses
anger makes you rage
Sadness touches you tenderly
Just laugh lets and screams
Avoid the white rebel
because only the point on the white surface
speaks of your presence
And somewhere in the white field
a voice
is waiting Knows you better
than any friend
"Avoid White Rebel
Ice Snow"
who gave you language
a heart that beat
Never left you
even if she didn't understand
"Avoid White Rebel
Ice Snow"
even if she didn't understand
A woman
A part of her is you
A You are part of her
Your sweet smile caught every heart
More than a decade spellbound in flesh and blood
that laughed, screamed and lived
Black hair in contrast to pale skin< br/>shimmering parchment that gently surrounded your little body
you were happy
screamed and raged
jumped
fell
and...

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