the books fall out of my hands.
the world leaves me alone.
from now on cooler days are coming.
my limited time is getting wider
dead matter turns away from me
my features look pale
things slowly fall away from me
this way I will be happy at the same time
and if God holds me accountable from here
I have nothing to pay
I regret all my sins
and if possible
I will do it again
because I did
what I believed
everything happened to me
I became a disciple of discipline
at the mercy of luck
fail like this more worth
like living in the shadows
lying to be afraid
a fool of the bargain
twisting the words
for a serious interest
and when the dream comes
sleeping is good
br/>the distance
fragile glass ball
the melody fades
barely audible
sounds inside me too
the eternal sleeping pill

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