Thursday, August 21, 2014


I don't know,
Where too I will go,
So much more to see,
So much more to miss,
Yet theirs this itch,
Not able to be cured,
By any magic pill,
I need to feel,
Life floating in,
My lung breathing,
Heavily and wide,
I want to scream,
I want to live...
Maybe I just drive,
All night,
Trough the tire marks,
The white lines,
The gasstations,
All these exit signs,
Maybe I'll stop,
Somewhere down the road,
Maybe I'll get stranded in,
My heart will rest,
In Budapest.

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