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/ Dead Moon Light

I woke up, with a strong cold smell of night,
I took a long deep breath, nothing.
The rest of my body woke up as well.
Its time to get up,
And take a walk.

I got up, and went to the mirror.
I stand there about an hour, just looking in the mirror.
I wanted to see if anything is different,
Did something changed since the last time looked?

Nothing...  not even a really small thing!
All the same, I'm the same.
I'm loosing my hope again...
I know I can't change anything...
But still, I had that hope.
Well, that's gone as well.

I decided to get away from the mirror.
The night is still young.
Need to get up, find something to eat,
Have some fun for a change...

Two seconds and I was already in a big party.
I saw all those young people,
Dancing, having a really good time.
It was so tempting...
I could barely stop myself from doing something crazy...
A guy came over, and stopped right in front of me.
He smiled...  he was beautiful.
"I knew you'd come here!"
He yelled over the noise, keeping his smile.
"Really? And how did you know that?"
Well, if he wants to play...  I think that's the fun I've
been looking for...
He didn't seem to mind having fun...
"I've seen you here before, I waited for you, and you did
come back again!
You usually disappear so fast!
I finally caught you!"
He was so enthusiastic, I just couldn't let him down...
"Well, here I am".
"Yeah, here you are...  Can we go get a snack or
something?"
He tried to stay near me while people pushed him around.
"You just read my mind!"
He took my hand, and we got out of there. He really looked
good...
He looked for something.

We were in an old street, wherer he stopped, looking ahead.
A group of strong looking guys, all wearing black, came
right at us.
I knew them, and they knew me.
He was scared, I played along.
"Come on! This way! Hurry! "
We ran to an abandoned park.
We stopped running, I pretended to breath heavily,
I sat on the ground, he came next to me.
"I need to catch my breath".
I laid back, and so did he.
"This place will do", He said quietly.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I've wanted to taste your lips for a long time."
We kissed.
His taste was so good.
"Can I taste you now?"
He never answered me.

The night is over,
Tomorrow morning a body will be found at that park.
He was a good meal.
I even feel a little sorry for him.
But I won't remember him...
I didn't remember any of them...







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בבמה מאז 10/10/03 15:40
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