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Monday, August 07, 2006


Do you believe in a way of love which requires atencion?
Can I say that? Translate the tension..."it couldn't be read":
Try! listening to me
Observing me
Are you feeling my vibration
Like a "felino", holding my wrist and when you lay down my breast

I can't breath
I can't live like that
I can't say anything

My only right is to be quiet
In silence

I can't breath
I can't live like that
I can't caress my cat's hair

My only right is to be quiet
In doubt

I was a grimalkin
A Cinderella
Now, as a kitten (don't believe I'm a Kitty)
I creep out of the front door
Instead a burnt child dreads the fire
Absent minded said once to you
"I'm miles from house"
Still also distracted and cheated
With a cat tough
Betting im my seven lives
I forget that at night all cats are grey
neither orange or black
like you are

So I take you to the clothes basket
And hide us with our struts rolled up
out side the clothes basket

It's all I tryed hard
I fighted against with all my heart
You're are a longfelt
Now, I have to give my best
And don't lack me courage
Instead what I write and said

Althoug near you

I can't breath
I can't live as always
I can't say anything

My only right is to be quiet
In silence

I can't breath
I can't live as always
I can't caress my cat's hair

My only right is to be quiet
Don't move!

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