When I was young I pick up a book about unconditional love.
As I was wondering after being slightly upset about the matter of such emotions and all the baggage’s such feeling bring….

But is there such a thing then a manuscript, a tower of wisdom?
To know better?
My problem has always been as soon as I put my barriers down, I would always put my beloved before me and today I learn the hard way again!
So I guess I shall focus more, despise almost feeling I am going against my own nature, about me!
Yes, I shall take where I left;
- www.crowpied.com

In this secret garden, I could speak to my ghostly friends, through the gates of creativity.
So be it, I shall not and it hurt….
But shall look after this place, I so longed to share with my soul mate.

I have made a nest and I shall not worry anymore who seat in it!

I have open my hands to hold this tiny frighten soul and despise I truly think, he does care/ love? It keeps running away each time, I want to protect him, so let the doors open, the invitation is there….

U, who I know or shall know, shall find me there….

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U secret is safe with me,
I find my last ounce of hope in a needle,
Stuck in my veins,
I watch the blood pumping,
Thought the eye of the needle,
Cloudberry clouds,
Strawberry kisses upon my arms,
As I watch I go up,
Fireworks to heaven!

New experiences, number 9!
Dangerous star!
I am numb with pleasure,
Make no mistake,
U shall escape, if u wishes too?
All mine, u have to be!
As my fingers get cold,
My arm is the trunk of life…

Soft and delicious,
Robbing my soul for my last penny!
All mine u have to be!
Tomorrow is another day,
Tonight the moon who smile,
Upon the page,
While I feel the urge,
Like the essence of orchids,
Flourish the crown of spine upon my head!

Shall we speak medically?
My liver is screaming,
My kidneys gave up!
And I walk upon this mountain,
Like the king of Olympia,
To the abysses of ether,
Watching upon my shiver,
Running along my neck,
Happy the man with a face as smile!

Maybe a doll to forget,
Maybe a doll to remind me nothing is for ever…
Hollywood is close to my falling knees,
As I witness the sun fading in some hazy lands,
Remember, the land of the gods,
Egypt!
My idol, my secret Sybille!
What have I done?
Meet with the dogs/ gods!

My last trip to heaven,
My last trip to the spleen,
O my sinner path!

This is taking me over,
To the edge,
Of this puzzle,

There is frontier,
To the world I live in,
But sorrow as the names of his streets!

Number 9,
Silly believe, to be protected it,
From the evil of the oppress,

These moments are so specials,
These seconds are so precious, like diamonds,
Reflecting inside your eyes….

I am done!
My liver is about to say,
Goodnight or goodbye!

My kidneys waves their last remorse’s,
Fighting the stress of the remains,
Like candle in the wind!

I can hear my heart,
Beating like a melancholic symphony,
Children’s tears…I suppose!!!!

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The music is like the pillow the one,
I embrace and smoulder you with,
So I could not heard your tears
Shall I fell guilty?

I have spend my life being some kind of guinea pigs,
For this…..sadly can not even tell their names yet!
Experimentation, a mistake under a microscope,
So indeed, u have been motoring each of move!

I was never to reveals the true and so I did stick to the deals,
For the sake of his safe keeping, my blood and flesh…
I longed for the sunrise and the true!
To cripple you and all your lies!

Till the rain,
We shall survive!
The wolf twins babies,
Great news at the time, long forgotten!

If I did dare to speak the true,
As they told me, they would not believe,
So I guess I shall be a fraud,
A statistic in some scientists books….

One day to be reveals long after we have gone,
We shall have a voice!
And this makes me so sad!
There is no alternative!

Speak and died!
Oh yes, if you knew what I means,
U would shake with tremors about it!
But long as gone my fear,
Sadly replace by my love!

So I come and visit you,
In some deep secret,
We must keep it all silence…
So this is what these words are about….

Transparent!!!!!

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Make me feel like a sweet little whore!
Your knife upon my virgin throat!
Me sweet drunk lady of the garbage,
You, handsome gentleman of high society,
Doctor, imperial or psycho-hormones,
Trawling the streets of London at dust.

I was so intoxicated it,
I never really thought about them,
All they say, was I was lying face up,
Eyes wide open, guts laid on the pavements!
My soil knickers down my ankles!
My uterus in my mouth!

I want to see your face,
The one who got away,
The one who took me away…
I guess the streets,
Were never really made for me,
My blood stains the pavement!

Come on, Jack!
Tell me u love me,
One little more time,
One little less time,
Does it really matter?
Just a little pill to forget it all…

Now there is no time for regrets,
Or silly tears,
Our secret is well kept,
And each nights,
When the moon whispers and the stars screams,
I love you forever….

With all my love, Jack.T.Rper.

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If someone told me you are long gone and I still am here to write about U…
It is Kind of mad to think, we departed in some cruel ways, between Jesus tears and more then ten years have gone!

I ask what is left of u, my darling.
I pray for the rain to wash away my sorrows and the sunlight to bath my broken dreams…

Was it u, I wonder???
Did u ask me to come with you and still floated in some clouds, far bellow then u shall ever be in my sleep.
It does make no sense to me; life does make any sense to me

Well, does it ever?
U would ask?
I like to remember you, flirting into the streets of this village, far and so close from my heart at the same time…
First kiss in Paris, our last goodbye baths under the glory of the full moon…1989!

I lost the idea of this all blog?
Like some labyrinths I wish u well, and all the souvenirs come at once to crash me under the weight of emotions!
No-ones can deny I try hard to come to meet you in the middle of the night, when my heart was so saturated, nobody know the true, nobodies like the true, the one we used to speaks…well nobody knows, really.

Oh baby, I wish u was here, your arms around my neck whispering we shall be fine at the end of the road, but the road is empty without you and all I see is a empty land, a empty house and a empty plate!
No where to go, no where to hide, no where to fight.

I did it all, like we promise.
The material garbage’s, the educational curve and the broken dreams, like some dirty alleyways stinking of spunk and urine.
Quick blowjobs, quick artifices to heaven, fireworks on earth.

No really sure what I try to express or say but know 1 thing for sure, u are still so close by, when i feel this way….
So close indeed. Like I would joke with some Irish folk (u knows who u is).

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"i guess sometimes is good to let the anger out...oh well..

MORE PILLS, MORE ABUSES, WATCH ME IF I CARE!?
DOES U THINK U CAN HURT ME MORE THEN WHAT I PERPETUATE?
IDIOT OF MY LITTLE SOCIETY, THE WORLD IS SO PATHETIC,
MY EYES LONG FOR PANORAMIC VIEWS AND SATURATED SHY,
FULL OF CHEMICAL COLOURS AS I WATCH I DECLINE TONIGHT!
I WANT MORE AND MORE…
HOW MANY SLEEPERS, MUMMY LITTLE HELPERS CAN I SWALLOW?
UI WONDER, I ALREADY SURF UPON THE EDGES OF MY SOON, SOUVENIR!

THE STARS ARE STUCK IN MY HAIR AND THE TOADS ARE DANCING UPON MY FUTURE GRAVE!
YES, I WANT TO BE DIGGED OUT FROM THIS MORTAL HELL, I SPITE UPON U FACE AND LET I FUCK ONE MORE TIME, THAT THE WAY IT IS...

I AM OFF TO TAKE MORE WHO CARE ANYWAY, IF TONIGHT IF THE LAST ONE?
I AM HAPPY JUST PISS OFF BECAUSE I CAN’T SMOKE MYSELF TO DEATH!
OH WELL, LET SEE IF THE ADDICTION IS MORE POWERFUL THEN THE COLD WINTER NIGHT, SHOULD I WALK SHIVERING?
OR TRY MY BED??

SO MANY QUESTIONS, WHICH FRANKLY MISTER EINSTEIN I DON’T REALLY CARE TO ANSWER!
I OFF TO TAKE MORE AND MORE…
BE BACK IN FEW SECONDS AND PROBABLY WILL BUY MORE BOOZE AND PILLS AND WATCH MYSELF SLOWLY FALLING UPON THE SILVER SCREEN, THE ONE I WAS NEVER GIVEN, THE ONE I KNOW I BELONGS, DO I GIVE A TURD, WHAT U THINK?
MAYBE NOT?!!!
ACTUALLY THAT PROBABLY TRUE!

I WANT MORE AND MORE….
IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I WAS TALKING TO HOSPITAL!
MADE TO THE MORGUE?

HARD TO BELIEVE!
I KNOW!

I WANT TO BLEED AND MAKE U CRY TEARS OF BLOOD, U KNOW WHO U ARE, I KNOW WU KEEP IN EYE ON ME…
ALL U HAD TO DO WAS TO BE A MAN AND REALISED I WAS A TRUE FRIEND, TO TELL U THE TRUE!
BUT U CHOOSE TO BE BLIND WE ALL THOSE BULLSHITS, SO BE BLESS IN THIS FIELD OF SHIT.
I THOUGHT U WAS BIGGER THEN THIS?!
YES U RIGHT U HAVE HURT ME, BE PROUD, BE HAPPY U WILL BE ANOTHER ONE WHO HAD DIGGED THE TOMB OF MY SOON, FADING GRAVE.

U ARE THE ARCHITECT MY DEMONS, AND ALL I WANT HIS FEEL MY LIVER HURT, MY KIDNEYS BLEEDS.
AND REMEMBER MY HEART HAS LONG BE CRASH, NO TIME FOR TIME WASTERS!

I AM HYSTERICAL; I AM HIGH ON PILLS AND BOOZE AND MAYBE SOON DECAY!

MUMMY, DADDY…..I CAN HEAR THE BEAUTY, THE CHILD I LOST!!!

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There is city made of ether and glass, as I swallow the last remains of my past life, hand full of pills…
Oblivion and the wish to never really wake up secretly.
Yes I am guilty of the mortal sin and proud to be!

My mother, my father and all I love…
So close and desperately too far to help, so swallow more dolls or find some substitute of love/ sweet dreams my child.

Can u feel the worms crawling upon my skin, as we come in the back door to claim what we had left…?
How my little sweet angel, I think of you and those moments give me the power to carry on…

When I imagine you, ballet of brittle of bones today, once upon a time, cover with flesh, where laid the memories of my kisses in Paris.
Today, a simple tomb, a single name graved on the marble, I can hears u still!

Trick or treat?
Let me watch u dancing in the deepest night, u shadow twisted in the autumns leaves…
The smell of decay…

They all think I am so happy, don’t you think how funny and twisted those moments are…for me, as u laid u naked bones in the soil of my birth place…
U can smile above while I cry bellows!
I don’t think there will ever be enough pills to put me to rest and find the peace u took away from me my darling…

But then again, I have been the voice, the words u could never really say or express…
And there u is in the city made of ether and glass…

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BE CAREFUL TO WHAT U WISH!

As I slid upon my own falls!
Watching the stars disappears, maybe wishful thinking!
I was born to look up and find myself crash bellows, like some shadows tattoos on snow buds…

The path of destruction is such an accomplice!
We knows each other so well and despise the fear sometimes, I watch myself like Elvis seating in his couch, supervising the end, the slow decline and so indeed, I am and feel bloated with such glory and personal Jesus!
I never really like happy ending, the end was always going to be like the breaking waves trap in the storm of the passing years!
And indeed I have reached the end of the journey.

Don’t look back my child, once upon a time, u dreamed, and dreams are make to be broken or are they?
U is living the dreams…
The slow decline, decay of the soul!
And his some sordid way, u turn to this pretty doll, like if time had been reverse and u knew the beginning and the end seems so soon those days/ nights…

No more needs for tears or desires to succeed after all, u are there, so I did climb the top of the mountain and I remember his voice like yesterday:
-“ qui s eleve s`isole = who elevate himself isolate himself”

Like some pretty site watching down upon my fellow’s human’s beings, while along the cold breeze upon u neck, is there to stay, to carelessly whisper:
- U is all alone!

It funny how things turn up too!
Or is it?
I remember always wanted to climb the Mont Everest and so I did, and counting my breathings…
1, 2, 3 and … slowly, turn to ice!

My soul is frozen my body burning with desires I can barely control, I am already watching like the eagle my next victim, vicious or powerless?
Maybe, I was never really made for the light; maybe I enjoy the sunset crash upon my lips!

I am a ghost wandering in some sordid corridor of my past!
Doesn’t u see the spotlight is gone and the stage is empty, wave goodbye to Monroe & garland, golden crosses…?

Kiss the dust of the child souvenir and embrace the time for is holy hollow!

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Winter has come like a happy man again!
Where does the flowers and springs buds have gone?
I wonder has I watch the cold breeze,
Whispering upon my neck,
My last goodbye.

Like a polar bear I longed for the icy fingers,
Deep in some deep cave, far away from all pains,
Far away from broken friendships and memories…
Shall I miss u?
I guess something has gone…

The true is my weapon,
As I wave goodbye,
To Elvis and Marilyn,
And the waves are still coming in,
But all there is, hanging on the washing line is u!

The abyss has become friendly,
The way out to obscurity,
As I am type his name and say lies…
It is not what seems to works?
So be it, I shall whispers lies, here come the sunshine…

I guess this is everything.
Sweet kisses on my cheeks,
So be it,
I shall be the one from the past,
The monster from who u buy a kiss!

Too late,
I am already,
Holding the cold needle!
As I watch my body growth,
And my soul decay!

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