Saturday, July 30, 2005

Drunk

Translation of something I wrote down last night in a pub:
When you close you eyes
The demons come running at you
Back and forth, forth and back
They run, attack, around you
You close your eyes for a moment
And the moment seems like eternity
You open your eyes
And everything's gone
Just like a bad dream
Just like a bad dream

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