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I fell in love with a fiction… betrayed myself with dreams, clouded my mind with visions that will never be real.. time passes with such slowness.. days are long, become longer.. I feel how tears fall down my face.. I feel the salty taste of my untrue love.. love that will never exist, love that filled up my heart, love that only I felt, love that took my breath away love that made me live through everlasting insomnia of my empty life.. ----------------------------------------------------------- Thank you all for following and supporting me through this year.. Wish you all real love..the one that is not an illusion, happiness and most of all that your life becomes fulfillment of your desires..live free..love free and don’t wait ends or beginnings of years to change or to be who you really are <3 Happy New 2015! Hopefully it will inspire us like all the years before :)

always this dream… always this feeling.. trapped..behind bars no one sees… locked behind steel borders.. never at peace.. this chains on my hands, this burden on my shoulders.. never free.. if only I could… even for a second before my very end.. feel this breeze… light feeling of flying… light feeling of levitation.. I would be lost in a blue void.. floating.. drowning.. chains disappearing from my hands … from my mind.. always this dream.. always this feeling… if only I could…

Hello, how do you feel? what does that mean? what does that mean? Hi, I guess I feel high cold sweat, dripping down my body Are you're trying to tell me something with your eyes? all I wanna do now is lay down and die if you're gonna do it you better do it right or my heart wont stop swelling Hello, how do you feel? what does that mean? what does that mean? High, I guess I feel high cold sweat dripping down my body Are you're trying to tell me something with your eyes? all I wanna do now is lay down and die if you're gonna do it you better do it right or my heart wont stop swelling lyrics - Sarah Jaffe

All came to the beginning .. Closed the circle of eternity .. Circle of life’s boringness ..routine..fear.. Nothing changed ..nothing ever changes.. This undying truth is slowly killing me .. I see the world as an empty place.. Nothing seems alive ..no one seems alive.. I see people on the streets, I  pass next to them wondering how much they suffer and never say the truth.. Is pain such a sin that we cannot show it.. Isn’t it real as all we see around us.. Or are we are just actors in this neverending  play called LIFE. We fake our existence as if it will last forever. Don’t we cry… don’t we feel the pain that comes from miles away.. those shouts from within our closed imprisoned mind. Cowards we are. We shall fake happiness as if that will be the only real truth of our miserable lives. We are trying to make sense of the world and life..to make ourselves immortal… Leave our trace, our sign, to be special … but we are fragile.. Like the

Every time I see, My eyes, In my reflection... I can't help but be disappointed, At who I am... And every time I feel, My skin, Breaking on metal... It helps me be quiet, And quiet's where I need to be... Scars on my skin... Scars on my heart... Scars on my soul... Reminding me of myself... Scars on my skin... Scars on my heart... Scars on my soul... Reminding me of myself... And if I let you in, You'll tear me apart... Every time I feel alone, And left forgotten, I have to believe in something... Like angels, To breathe... And every time I see, My pain, Beating in rythym... I need to be silenced, In silence where I hide my fear... Scars on my skin... Scars on my heart... Scars on my soul... Reminding me of myself... Scars on my skin... Scars on my heart... Scars on my soul... Reminding me of myself... And if I let you in, You'll tear me apart... So just hold me, Wrap

"maybe you hate me now.. but just know.. I am trying to save that little piece of my heart.. that is not broken.. maybe you hate me now.. but just know.. I loved you .." Someday he'll come along The man I love And he'll be big and strong The man I love And when he comes my way I'll do my best to make him stay He'll look at me and smile I'll understand And in a little while He'll take my hand And though it seems absurd I know we both won't say a word Maybe I will meet him Sunday Maybe Monday, maybe not Still, I’m sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day We'll build a little home Just meant for two From which I’ll never roam Who would, would you And so all else above I'm dreaming of The man I love Maybe I shall meet him on Sunday Maybe Monday maybe not Still I’m sure to meet him one day Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day We