written by my amélie nothomb(hum hum au masculin bien sur)

written by my amélie nothomb(hum hum au masculin bien sur)
i looked at the waxy-skinned corpse of a young woman laying on bed or to be more truthful_what had once been a young beautyful woman!!!
outside the window filthy gray clouds streaked with purple presseddown on the inchoate clutter of a rumbling estate,a landscape so familiar it was frightening.
t
urned my heels to the bathroom and i stared at the blood which still filled the stainless steel sink as i was washing my hands of the dryed liquid of life...
my mind working,remembering what just happned a few minutes ago:

as i took the knife and penetrated the sun-dried flesh of her's...
the knife flashing as it rose and fell in a errible rythem,my hands got wet and sticky;her eyes were wide and staring with incomprehension as to was happening,as she felt her life leaking out through the proliferating wounds as i stabbed her again and again....
sh
e reached her hand out,it opened and closed on nothing,gasping air....she spoke with pain and difficulty,trying to find her voice through the blood bubbling in her throat...
_
_ I,....I,..Love yo,_______________________
wh
en i heard these words,as her body in my hands trembled and hot steam came of her,my tears poured,i wept like i never remember before,held her head up as i could still feel life inside of her,kissed her bloody lips i lay her slowly on the bed as i used to do when we were having physical relations...i love you too

now
here i am,washing my hands,looking at the mirror,i see from here the bed,the blood,the...body???
i
ts not there



(in
a quick movement i turn a round in terror
and as i give my back to the mirror
i get cold
i
start
sweting
i feel wet
so
mething very cold had penertarted me
i look down
sh
e was there
on the foolr hanging on the knife i stabbed her with
sh
e struk me on my lower belly
an
d with her weight opned a huge gap
a
s i was swimming in the mixture of our blood
a
s i was screaming and kickining in pain
she told me
im
going no where without you by my side

# Posté le mercredi 11 octobre 2006 12:02

HuMaN DRamA

HuMaN DRamA
-je ne suis pas un vulgaire moyen de te remplir cet ephéméride
-non
,loin de là votre supreme majes
-a
ssez;qu'as tu?n'as tu pas assez confesser aujourd'hui?ah j'oubliais,avec moi nul besoin de te crever à sortir ces 40dt de ta poche.
-
oui,c'est vrai.
-bon,cessons ces singeries sordides,comment va mon humble disciple?
-tu
entends ces putin de marialistes de géniteurs?
-oui,pitoyable.
-
merde.
-qu'y a t il?
-comme si tu ne la sentais paS.
-non,ce n'est pas elle.
-qui?
-c'est toi,arrete d'accuser tout ce qui t'entoure des maux que tu t'infliges aisément toute seule.
-tu as affreusement raison cher ami,nul besoin de ses fétides 40dt,tant que je t'ai.

# Posté le mercredi 11 octobre 2006 11:59

Remnants of dying laughter

Remnants of dying laughter
meds-PLACEBO
song to say goodbye-PLACEBO
last request-PAULO NUTINI
down where i am-DEMONS AND WIZARDS

ouvrir,non merde,lire avec le lecteur windows media player,c'est bon ça commence.
je te regarde et je t'embrasse.
ton souffle brulant perfore mes lèvres,...jeg elsker deg...
back again?
Ya...smile my teddy,smile,cause your wifette won't ever leave you.

# Posté le mercredi 11 octobre 2006 11:32

i've seen the death in ur eyes

i've seen the death in ur eyes
quand tes journées ressemblent à tes cauchemars les plus lirants,quand au bout de 7 cigarettes te prend cet affligeant tournis,quand tu as 2 h d'arabe le matin avec une schizophrène pour prof,quand tu découvres avec effroi que ce n'est qu'une brute ecervelée,quand au réveil tu te dis aujourd'hui ,je n'ai pas envie de me veiller,alors peut etre qu'il fallait vraiment ne pas te veiller.


p
ix:amis incultes la toile est de pablo picasso

# Posté le mardi 10 octobre 2006 11:07

down where i am

down where i am
je commence ce nouvel ephéride avec ce texte non pas de moi mais de demons and wizards,la chanson est impeccable,étonnante car je ne pensais pas ce groupe capable proférer de telles sagesses.
m
usique tout aussi irprochable ici il ny a plus le bon vieux power metal,juste une ballade des plus afflictives.
mais c'est loin d'etre surjoué ou doomatique.



I
sn't it great to see how life begins
Things may change, let the joy begin
Ca
n you hear this new life crying
Breed it out, it will be worth it
Show me your newborn smile

(Ple
ase tell me why)
I
don't wanna hold you
(Pl
ease tell me why)
I
don't wanna see you
'Cause even your smile hurts
Oh it hurts like hell

Isn't it good to see how life begins
There's no sin and there's no crime
D
own where I am there's no bitter end at all
T
his bitterness is endless, keeps going on and on

I
don't wanna hold you
I don't wanna see you
Even birth can bear disgrace
I
don't wanna hold you
I d
on't wanna see you
O
r even the smile upon your face

I fear my heart and fear my soul
And
all the things that are unknown
There's a chance things will turn wrong, my friend
Far
too fast I'm losing ground
Well, let's face it here and now
You
're not wellcome you should know

I
fear my heart and fear my soul
L
ife goes on it surely will
Wit
hout me it will wither
W
ill I ever see light again
W
ill I ever see light again
O
h life goes on

I don't wanna hold you
I
don't wanna see you
My
tear of joy turned into grief
(I
don't wanna stand it anymore)

D
own where I am that's where darkness rules
Th
e silence shall be only friend

# Posté le mardi 10 octobre 2006 10:32