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My other life -
03-07-2008, 04:07 AM
When i wake up at night
remembering my other life,
i scream.
if i could find a way don´t you believe
that i´d be there today?
but for my clever mind, to punish me,
i´m trapped inside this black design.
tho´ deep inside i hold the child i think i am
my hands were midwife to the hell i´m living in.
oh, believe me,
i´m running out of time.
Everyone thinks of changing the world,
but no one thinks of changing himself.
-Tolstoi
Bigamy is having one wife too many.
Monogamy is the same.
-Oscar Wilde
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