The rules:

The person who is tagged chooses 10 people to feature/tag and 3 others who will be the first 3 who comment with "I want to be featured".

In your own journal u will have to post the one who tagged u and the 12 others.

The 12 others will have to do the same thing with new people.

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Write a comment on the profile of the people u have tagged.


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Do you dream?  ... and do you count ... the leaves  
falling from the trees of life?  Do you drown  in memories - of the one  you´d like to be?  
 
are you there, anywhere  behind these thoughts?  and do you feel - these many years  just passing by?  or merely your aching bones  
more and more each time?  
 
Reverie, Reverie  is it to be or not to be  Reverie, Reverie  une folie du coer  que s´appellle ta vie.  
 
Who´s the one, that could say  "this is no longer real"?  And can you stand the enticement?  will you Death is easy  bewitching undead  So easy I´m charmed to decay  Don´t mind me dying therefore  
And watch myself doin´ it sometimes a day.  
 
Death is easy,  
Bewitching  undead  Easier at least than another beat of a heart  
Ever could be   
It´s neither life aching,  Nor is it me  
It´s only you raping  
Every kind of mystery.  
Is it narcissm or my true one self?  My failure to be or at least me, deciding my fate,  A kiss on my arms or yet the blade?  Whatever it is, it was dad carrying me  
the rest of the way

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Madness (by Randell)  
 
I want out, but I can't find the way.  
So many things going through my head,  
I don't know what to say.  
Trying to sort things out,  
I don't know where to begin.  
Sanity moving out, Insanity is moving in.  
Purity transforms into sin, makes good seem grim.  
I want out, but I can't find the way.

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Gestern Nacht bei Mondenschein  zog hinaus ich ganz allein  und durchstöberte das Leichenhaus  suchte das schönste Gebein mir aus,   
um mir daraus zu bauen einen Mann,  an den ich mein Herz verschenken kann,  der mein Gefährte sei in dieser Welt  und dessen Liebe mich am Leben hält.   
Ganz bleich und rau sind seine Lippen,  die Augen stumpf und starr 'gen Himmel blicken  wie Pergament ist seine Haut,  die hier und dort bereits ergraut.   
Zärtlich kämme ich ihm das wirre Haar,  das einst wohl voll und glänzend war,  zum Ta

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Bittersüße Schwere umschließt mich eisern  
Stößt mich tief hinab in bodenlose Schwärze  Ertrinkend in den Wogen aus deinem kalten Vergessen   
Tränen aus Meeresschaum verrinnen stumm im Sand  Einstige Zeugen meines kristallfarbenen Spiegelkokons  
Gebrochen durch deinen Schmetterling zu Scherben meines Selbst   
Fahler Mondenschein schimmert schwach am Horizont  Verblassende Erinnerungen in einem See aus rotem Glas  Endlos verloren in der Tiefe deines Schattenlabyrinths

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