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Candybarwriter (Superstarfighter) – poem

“We have art in order not to die of the truth.”, I explained as I saw Narcissus kiss his own self-reflection in the waters of the fountain of eternal youth.

Keep staring I said and you looked this way
Keep staring I said and asked you to look the other way

You think this story is about you
but it’s really not
what the fuck do you think you are looking at
when you come over here
to have a look and grab at everything I got

You think my stories are delusional
I don’t give a shit
It was never for you
or about you
or anything you see around you kid

I only live inside my head
and I am happy to keep it that way
I never asked you to come over here
and look at a single word
from my own demented play

Jacking lyrics
Have field day
I’d give it all away
Nothing is mine
or yours
And nothing is here to stay

I once saw a rapist who said
The world ends for someone somewhere everyday
Do you remember his name?

Als der Strom weg war
Bliebst du bei mir
Und sagtest nichts mehr
Als wärst du in mir
Eingesogen
Vom Angelpunkt verschlungen
Als hätt’ ich mir die Haut vom Körper abgezogen
Nichts außer mir

Und in Gedanken ging ich zu dir
Und ich sagte: “Bitte hilf mir
Vergiß die Lieder die ich spiel
Die hatten nie etwas zu tun mit dir
Die sind so hohl wie ich und darauf du:
“Und davon handeln wir.”

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