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Patchwork illusion

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light misty rain season, the sky suddenly float shreds of rain, stranded in my body every lonely corner of your eye can not touch the infected water, carrying sorrow, shed a sad and dreary. I faint smile, that you can not detect the slight, and you laugh in the Turbulence in the shallow, but I suddenly thrown sorrow and grief, the tears overflow with the rain Looking back, looked up the sky, gray sky, gray sky, take me away, I only wish you stranded in the desolate depths of ... ... (I admit, many times, I just do not want to take orders from the lonely, but very often, I have only one person alone in the face of loneliness, the feeling of loneliness has always been so, I familiar with it, it probably also familiar to me, in my deepest heart, long sojourn)
her wedding, in a sunny afternoon, the sun was a bit pan-old, being a noisy crowd, like attending a rare feast, white wedding dress in her smile, I can not give, I have some sense of hurt, laughter and reality, in the form of happy scenes, pure white on the grass, chasing the happy running children, rising balloons, red roses, sweet but slightly bitter wine, alcohol gave me the illusion, so I thought I was the heroine of this feast, and occurred in a grand illusion, I took a trance, slowly sink into the illusion, sinking into the moment, seem to see her eyes, her eyes what? Oh, I have no intention guess, just sleeping in the sleepy suddenly hit before.
station, I remember my heart there was a deep illusion, and I soon ended in the sunset of the station, I do not remember what station, gravel road outside the station, I waited for the bus back, the kind of scene, may be a real memories, but I can not tell whether the facts or just a fantasy, but just that a black funeral, I looked at the apathy of people sad, I look at a corpse into a the ashes, after the destruction of life, accompanied by the destruction of the body, so without leaving any traces of a life, an emotion, a lifetime of memories, on her end.
the sky is still floating, light rain, or shallow she is still smiling, I slowly approached, surfaced in my mind but her smile of pure white, solid color in the Pan-old golden sun, it is the afternoon sun . Looks like a grand banquet, at the moment she was close at hand, I stroked her hair wet by the rain, her hair color a deep, pure black, like a melancholy untied. (That I wake up already in the hospital, the doctor said I alcoholism, but after that I remember the illusion of) I looked up and took a deep breath (and I was back at the past, about my childhood, my mother, is an illusion is gray, I remember crying in my dream I woke up in his eyes the tears are cold, I never knew, in the dream actually can make people really cry, then I must be very sad I have experienced in the dream it?) I have been a smile, then vanished. Women have been listening, but his head buried in my chest, I smell her hair, I really miss the taste, love of my heart. (I take you to the hospital to the presence of so many people face) she gently smiled (abandoned the wedding, abandoned the love of my man, I abandoned all I had was an orphan) her long sigh (Now, in my life on the road after a big circle around back to the origin I have nothing) I laughed and said she looked at ill (this is the gift of thanks to you, you want to use your life to compensate for me) I faint smile, her skin almost transparent, as if the illusion of a burst at any time, but deep pupil, looking at her, I seemed to lose all my ... ... (I can only say,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I do not then pray there is afterlife, but only willing to work with you through this life only)
once I experienced a real illusion, in the middle of the night on the streets, crossroads, many people, in a dull red and green, etc. light conversion, the woman is so many strange people around in the middle, she lay there, not reveal a trace of emotion, I saw her body from the blood flow out, diluted in the rain, and then flow to where it I have always cherished once, I just feel all my feelings are that, and it is so miserable to be abandoned, a withered flower, just waiting for corruption (the original broken one of the world is a thing so easily , the original feeling of the body is not his own thing so easily) that year, I left that city, my ecstasy for a long time in the city station, until the cold weather from early morning into the night Lengse black, the heart appears to experienced a deep-seated baptism in the moment the train started, and I know my life will never come back here and look at last look back, do not remember whether there is some feeling in my heart, even if only in the love of illusion ... ... (many times I have chosen to leave, but left not to forget, if you really have any meaning, maybe just chose to escape, life is a come and go in this journey, but I never chose to stop the drift But sometimes maybe just can not stop, do not ask how much I missed the scenery outside the window, because I have busy to pain)
you just a memory, if I was able to recall long after. I looked at himself in the mirror saying so. I saw his dark pupil in the mirror, but as the face of a stranger. Well are you laughing at? I saw the man in the mirror sarcastic smile, very light very light, it is so horribly, sudden anger, I yelled (you see I got, all in all, this is not correct Well what you want, you want what you want from me?) and then I saw the man in the mirror face distorted with anger, suddenly faded since the dark pupil in the light shed some of the liquid. I was proud of laughter, like laughing like a winner. Heath hysterical laughter, and then the broken glass, broken mirror in my face, so an unfamiliar face, the blood shed on the glass slowly, and have never felt the pain ... ... (many times I do not know right or wrong, I can do, and then pain, then escape, and then crying)
(I used all my moment to meet your exchange, I listened to you, though my heart is so infinite pain, please Forget, forget I loved you, the next second, you I will re-experience a timeless, just like you before I met the general that an eternal, but before we go through a meet, but this time but no date of will. forget forget, as I did as a general ... ...) off the phone, cold night wind blowing through the open window, my heart felt a trace of cold, hang the phone, went to the window, the night, what a beautiful night, long ago I felt like an illusion, I loved that woman thing? I ask myself this, the heart suddenly quiet, the wind suddenly bigger, my body rickety, close your eyes and feel the cold to take my body temperature, feeling my body getting cold, but suddenly exposed from the complex smile mouth ... ... (many times I do not know if I paid a feeling, only I can so easily forgotten, even if the recall is only a memory, and much else) of the city the night wind, I did not know off the city, but suddenly thought of another city in the station, people coming and going that station, but now want to come, but only gray background, but saw a lonely man at the station waiting room chair silent tears. That people come and go but his background ... ... (Honey, promise me, please do not tell me about the memories)
woman no friends, only her grandmother brought her, the dim light in the sadness old wrinkled face, I just said I was her a good friend, I give money to the elderly when the old firm would not take, I smiled and tucked her dress in light, watching the empty hall, a woman photos, suddenly hated myself, are still in the gently weeping, burning yellow paper, and constantly rising with the white smoke, the air pungent smell of smoke scattered, there is smoke in the back of lonely sad old man I know I caused all this ... ... (I finally faced the next you say forever, please forgive me, because I did not know what I want ... ... but I'm going through another of my Field hallucinations)
rain stopped, sway in the breeze, close your eyes, I suddenly thought long ago that similar rain, but I do not remember it just my dream, and in the rain, I saw a woman the dark pupil, as well as the illusion of the sun in the Pan-old woman's shallow laugh, bitter laugh yo. The front is a hallucination, in the rain a few steps, turned around, looked at the deserted Festival Hall, the old man's sad lonely back has disappeared, I smile, the original is really just my illusion, the streets deserted began to float the familiar melody, the song a long time ago, bringing my memories and hallucinations, dark sky, the sky Among the world are waiting, will be staged. On this day, a man lost in the world, simply because all this is just an illusion, the reality of this unreal flooded misty illusion ... I did not realize that before ... (I can only dull the reality of changing the time to appreciate the alternative, it can never be docked like experiencing a journey, I called this the end of the journey of death to see people coming and going, many people passed me, long after the I blurred their backs, I do not nostalgic, a lot of time this will always make me feel deeply the meaning of life, that I can not change a thing, so I can only hint to watch it all come and go so bright beautiful scenery at the moment, had gray eyes would suddenly become, in fact, I admit, maybe I will now have a fear of losing something, though perhaps just plain life, so tiny that the bright colors of ... ... Dear, if You will exist, and I have experienced this as an illusion ... ... ... ... ... ... even if the illusion I occasionally feel lonely ... ...)