Friday I sat in the Paradise Buss with you.

A face so tired and lonely.

Your yes eigther lied or did not see me.

Saturday was staright from a movie.

One turn and you nearly walked through me.

Nothing makes sence to me.

Let it be.

- J

I am two

As if I am split into two. All I am all I do reminds me of you. Have a become a fool? Now I see it's true; mind and heart are the same. Lost my heart for the first time and there went my mind for the last time. My life is a sweet dream. I am where exactly I always wanted. This life can not be paradise nor perfection so I make the best I can from it. Still it's you all around it. I have become two. The Queen living it so cool, while my heart is lost in you. It's all because of you. Bad or good I cannot choose so I put my life in two. Love doesn't burn unless you burn the soul that loves. I am the luckiest Queen on earth a real dream maker and fighter. I live for my creativity and my passion. No matter if my end comes today, I made impossible possible and broke the limits... Took a step ower all the steps I missed...

Out Of The Cage

Out of the cage she flew away,
It was her time to play,
She went and won the game,
Became the Queen of her own game,
It was her time to find her way.


Not knowing where to land or rather to swim a cross the see of thee where ever her destination would have been,

She new it was time to break free,
Across the sea to a land of a queen,
Air so fresh, the sun so bright she started to memorize.



Walking in the streets she felt so care free,
What wind did she follow to escape all that sorrow,
or was it just the way she woke up to a dream of a new tomorrow.



Going back she had in mind,
altough there was no place to call as her sweet home,
To who could she trust, who would come as speed of light,
She felt so homeless and had no place for the coming nights.



Light O Light, could it be now to call that light,
would he come with speed or would he close his eyes to this Queen.


Selfishness was her wapon, with cruelness in sweetness she fought untill her truthfulness shined until the sevent sky and made her shine light.


Mind games, war games,
she always wanted a fairplay,
no way there was a good game,
but she was given flower as her last name.



- The Girl

Her Last Story to Light

She has a Last story. She kept it inside cuz she belived Love was more then a imaginery emotion or a state of mind. For her it was a part of the dream that she wanted to see and to complite. Then something changed it all. To who is it to blame. Her Light or her self by trying to do it right that actually was wrong cuz this time wrong was really right.

She used to love & give everything she had for someone who was just using her. She gave up on her own dreams to just fill someone elses dream, and give love & care but she was used and taken as granted, altough she kept loosing herself for nothing. She was always there, to take the hand, giving hope, love & all she could. Not only she got lost, she made sacrifises that were not worth doing. She had gone wrong.

There was no turning back. A regret of caring for something that was not worth caring for. So from all that she always thougt of herself turned out she didn't know herself.

Time after time she hated herself, more & more each day. They used to say she is the sweetest girl on earth. She was admired, complimented all the time, but she didn't recognise that girl anymore.

After some time flew by. Came her Light and made everything right. Her heart was healed, her mind was in peace and life was A Living Dream. From a sleeping beauty she became The Queen. She felt real, loved & respected by her Light that never told a lie, exept the Last Story that was waiting for it's time.

For the first time in her life, she felt that love can be right. But There was something she forgot. To shine light upon her light, she tought everything is alright but she kept her love inside.

Just like Light, she had one lie. He didn't know that she used to be the best girl friend on earth. Now she only wishes she had been the good girl friend to her Light. Cuz to him everything is right. So with these words she wants to make her wrong to right, cuz this lie she kept inside and regrets every second that she let go by without a Hi, without a smile, without a hug, without a kiss, without a touch, not coming to his lecture or supriceing him as she promised and without saying "I love You" on the day she cried out of happiness in his car. And so many other times she kept these words inside, just cuz she tought her Light would turn his back or say he doesn't belive in that. She lost a dream while forgetting to be what she was supposed to be to keep the dream alive.

- The Girl

Me & U A Living Proof

The day I met you was complitely fool. The day you left me was so very cruel... Still you say it was only the truth. How come the l.o.v.e that you so hardly tried to prove to be untrue unveiled to be so deeply true.

Don't say you didn't see me thru, we both know I was madly in l.o.v.e with you. Not a day or night passed me by without the memory of U & I. I still call you the Prince of mine. My heart calls you The Light of my life. How come it always lights up my eyes when I get a feeling of you by my side. Only our story has gone white... I still see dreams of us in another life. and hear your "good nites". I give us so much pride that I won't be abel to chace another try. I rather leave it white then mess it with ink that has only one that writes. I miss my Light. My heart smiles and cries all at the same time when your face appearce every time when I close my eyes....

The Impossible Becomes Possible

She Creats, She thinks what she creats. It's not faith just imagionary ways to get on the right trace. Reaching out for her faim calling someones name but without an answer she walks her way and enjoys her days ignoring her increesing pain that does not have an eas to lighten her case. She fights her way to the possiblitity that is just steps away. Secretly working for a dream that is not more then a blink away. Secrets become tresures that unveil their worth after you give them worth. The way impossible becomes possible after loosing hope and catching it in the time of loosing time. Ones again she has proven to be one of a kind.

- The Girl

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