ud-din.se | omarevangeliet

Back on my own domains – something missing. Searching my destination with a spoon. Travelling beneath oceans of joy – seeing the leftovers of old love.

So tell me: – Am I going loco or is this just the counter part of happiness?

It’s a thrill, a feeling of ecstasy – this eternally deep well of water I’ve dived into. Not knowing, only feeling. Hoping to overcome the joy once more, enjoying the shadows within – oh shallow moments of only being.

Searching for the only one I’d recognize, the only one to open my eyes. Still on my quest to find a way thru the forests of light, leading my way from the bright. Knowing thy name is a ricochet, sent out to finalize my state of wait. Buying the ownership of my domains you bind up my life as pages to your paperback agenda. Ripping out pages when you need to; tearing my inner most secrets into shreds; shaping the new me.

So I guess I’ll just have to go on with the torn in my cheek, pain filled joy of something never mentioned. The passion of one week concentrated into a short momentum of contact.

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False alerts,

false people,

false moments of delight

Scents of perfume.

Fumes to get high on,

fumes to die of.

Giving out a laughter to remember.