Talk, talk, talk.
talk dirty, talk sweet,
But talk !!!!!
talk low, talk high
talk loud, talk soft,
But talk !!!!!
talk clever, talk noncence,
talk like a yell, talk as a whisper,
But talk !!!!!
talk is the peace amongst people
talk is the best part of the human
talk is the love between people
without talk, the world would be empty
filled it with the sweetest word there exist.
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if words are less then silence, then SHUT UP
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Between now and eternity, stand i, pass me and you will live for ever. But till now .......
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What is pretty? Thats a second in time, one breath further and beauty is gone. What counts is what i have done? So ask me what i have done, not that i'm pretty. That only shows you are focused on the wrong things in life.
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evolution is the human race, the weakest of all, clumpsy and powerless. And what we see now? After millions of years we are succesful in destroying the earth.
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What must or can I say, I'm 24. My health is good.
I'm absolutely normal. My fangs are long, just as my hair. Sometimes blond but mostly black or red. I have tattoos and some piercings.
I'm absolutely normal. My eyes are brown they say. I like to dress because its cold in holland. Mostly black and some times colours. I like to wear bracelets and jewelery.
I'm absolutely normal. Even my friends say so, and they know I'm a vampire. I love to fly, mostly in a plane. Sometimes on my broom, but the twigs needs a repair.
I'm absolutely normal. I love to walk in in the dark. Even in the darkest dark. Like a bat, I know what is ahead. I don't like to meet people in the dark. Just me and my thoughts, thats crowded enough.
I'm absolutely normal. To walk in the rain, in the dark and with some fog on a broom. So I visit many parts of our country. Like a owl I've big eyes and see a lot.
I'm absolutely normal. I'm not a vegetarian because I drink blood. I like steak medium. Mostly from a normal cow. I like to drink milk and sometimes wine or beer. I don't like to be drunk because I like to know what I do. Maybe I'm a controll freak.
I'm absolutely normal. Even when I sleep. I sleep with my eyes closed and I don't snore. They told me, but I'm a vampire and my friends know.
I'm absolutely normal, except for one thing. My english is lousy and thats stink. So I want to ask you, if you learn to speak dutch, I can really say then: "I'm absolutely normal". And you now know, I'm a vampire and never told a lie.
(Have I told you I'm a girl?)
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I like the art and creativity from people with a vampire heart, the real blood seekers who can translate that in picture, photo, poem or music. The people who like the roll of vamp. The people who walks in darkness and in red.
When the music sounds
and my heart become quiet
and my soul is happy again
I know then, its well
When the music sounds
and I listen, I must listen
and I feel love again for you
I know then, its well
When the music sounds
and the hates leave me
then the string of my heart is touched
I know then, its well
When the music sounds
and the world become round again
and I fit on it again
I really know then, its well now
CHAINED
Thanks for your love
its great meeting you
in day or night
my day is bright
my night is yours
love chained us together.
MY GOAL
In rainy days
and stormy nights
I walk around
To seek my soul
To read my mind
Why I excist ??
I can resist
I want to find
I have a goal
I hear the sound
I see the lights
In friends it lays !!
Once a lovely boy
nice and sweet
a feast to see
that beautifull smile
No more then eight
But very mature
He had his share
Of laughts and pain
But always care
How others where
He learned and played
Days comes and goes
But the illness stayed
What doctors thought and
medicine does
His days where ended
And now, more then a memory
He became a treasure
To fill my heart, to enlarge it even
No more for the world
But I know him
thats much more then win the world.
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COME BY THE HILLS (traditional)
Come by the hills to the land
Where fancy is free,
And stand where the peaks
Meet the sky and the laughs meet the sea.
Where the river run clear,
And the bracken is gold in the sun,
And the cares of tomorrow must wait
Till the day is done.
Come by the hills where all life is a song
And sing where the birds fill the air
With their joy all day long.
Where the trees sway in time
And even the wind sings the tune
And the cares of tomorrow must wait
Till the day is done.
Come by the hills to the land
Where legend remains,
Where stories of old filled the heart
And they yet come again;
Where our past has been lost
And our future has still be won
And the cares of tomorrow must wait
Till the day is done.
This is a traditional song. I love it. When I hear the song and hear the words the world grows.
I hope you have the same experience. ENJOY.
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I hope you have the patience to read !!!
My own again.
EMPTY
If you I want love, come
Empty handed.
But not with an empty heard.
If …., then never asking,
Everything expecting,
For the other.
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UNIVERSAL SONG
I’m hungry, so hungry
For affection and love
Come treat me tender
Give me love and let me know why.
I’m homeless and sick
Be a lack of love
Come, give me affection
Hold me tender and say me why.
I’m lost and lonely
For missing your love
Come, whisper love words to me
And kiss me gentle and tell me why.
I’m empty and forgotten
Hollow and needless
So fill me with you
And let me live in you.
FRIENDSHIP
Judge my friendship.
Not by my words,
but by my thoughts.
Not what I say,
make me “friend”.
But what I think
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for next Year 2007
in a far, strange country
where the grass is blue
and the sky is green
there i learn to love
there i learn to love the stranger
the unknown, the hungry
the little men, unwanted
the ugly and the fatty ones
there i learn to notice people
who are smiling without reward
for they know how to love each other
they where singing, load
i saw there towns with buildings
a pleasure for the eye
and no cars where riding
so the children played and never die
even dogs could running
playing in the parks
and the trees where growing
and the plands had flowers
some words where missing
words like war and hate
they also know there pain and suffer
but never felt that in their hearts
and don't think its a fairytale
it is MY dream, MY own
in my sleep where i'm living
in that country where love is known.
For my friend Ankie (20 years)
empty is the street
its night, its late
empty is my heart
and now
its night, its late
a soul alone
with a empty heart
i heard, a car, an accident
now you are dead
20 years and gone
so much you wanted. and now?
and now
its night, its late
a soul alone
with a empty heart
only 20, no more years
thats all you got
no tomorrow anymore
no more tears and no more fun
and now
its night, its late
a soul alone
with a empty heart
i mish you so
why you had to go?
a car-accident
and you are no more
and now
its night, its late
a soul alone
with a empty heart
and a tear filled face
and after some time
-- i wish it different --
the wound shall heal
but always, ever, a little scar
formed by you!!
