'Remembered when I die'

							







				Large fingers devote my hand,

				they guard these rings of please.

				Small minds concludes my world,

				infection has a sharper turn.



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				Pictures in black and white,

				in frames upside down.

				The colours disappear,

				like they were never here.



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				.....

				-....





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				Portrait abstract,

				on the wall - falling down.

				Lipstick from her shining spit,

				Hits my face unless she miss.



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				If you talk behind ones back,

				it's a sign for arrogance.

				The world makes no sense,

				speak out sometime to be content.

							

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				Lately I've not been myself,

				but still don't know who else (oh brother!).

				I've lost the small pleasures in life (oh shit!).

				It's all been divided. 

				Well, I am still alive,

				and won't be remembered when I die...

				

		   

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				original version:

				(dedicated to S.P)



			large fingers devote my hands

			guarding these rings of please

			the mirror shows another face

			the ember slowly glow away..



			qualms fallout red in bitter kind

			sun brings cancer smile....



			as the siege is running cold

			unharmed vengeance behold..

			the summer sun till spring

			won't you let my spirit spin..



			if you talk behind ones back

			it's a sign of arrogance

			it's hard not to be so tence

			speak out sometime to be content



			the sky slowly crack like glass

			falling like raindrops to the ground

			the sun shine through this mass

			the colours bloom into life

			now the world comes alive

			but won't be remembered when I die









		           Written by: Øivin Kornelius Hanssen, Crescent

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