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De Kleine Dood

THE LITTLE DEATH
each night a part of me dies

I embrace it
caress it with my fingers
whisper sweet nothings

I lose myself
in the game

the symphonies playing
in my head

the crescendo sets in
louder and louder

and then there’s nothing

only silence

each night a part of me dies
but it is never enough

Feeks

SHREW

I take her with me
on the street, in the park
- in my dreams

She stole my heart
She broke it, wounded it
before she gave it back

It makes me sick to think of her
like this, to dream

- to wish I could feel her lips
on mine once more

(I don’t know what I would do)

Tindertime

Running

I still don't get it.