Heroes of Silence
The Spirit of Wine
Treasure
My height dwarfs me
and I can't help it.
My ideas get stuck,
piled up
in my treasure and they wait for me.
yesterday I dyed my dreams the color of blood
and there is nothing sacred left
that amuses me now.
I will get that smile
if I can buy it,
it will be one of my favorites,
accumulated
in my treasure and they await me.
yesterday I dyed my dreams the color of blood.
and there is nothing sacred left
for me to have fun now.
yesterday I dyed my dreams the color of blood ±os.
and there is nothing sacred left that
amuses me anymore.

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