Wednesday, December 03, 2008
a story of an addict
At the beginning of the clip the policeman tells the young man : Tirky...Tirky wake up... wake up and pray a little...you have 3 hours left .. ...................
O you caller of my end summoning me Carry away my peace to my relations for they have killed me .. They feared the eyes of the Blamers If only they Feared on me the heroin's Daggers .. The things me hands committed when I stole from them they didn't notice my condition they haven't asked me ..
How many times they knew I'm an addict they didn't report me they haven't stop me .. I've surrendered my life to remorse and bawdry so much that my eyelids had blistered regretting me ..
Where are my laughing companions ?? and where are the one's who screwed my life up and didn't visit me .. And with what tears my father shall console me ?? and with what regretful poetry he shall bewail me ..
And with what lost face I shall tell you ?? for I'm the obsessive the opium's seller .. Until I have ended into a complete loss so "Tears of my eyes" Say farewell to my lost life ..
cOnfus~ED Paranoia Freak @ 9:06:00 PM ||
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