Smile
Smile when you live in pain, Just smile, just do it..
I'm in Art Gallery... but I'm not there.. pain was with me..............................
Pain destroyed me...:( ) Often my body is so weak..)
but I play that; I'm ok.. because I have no another way..
I don't want bothered people all the time, plus i know, actually nobody care me......
(My room's walls better understand me, then somebody else... I love my walls... and any walls, now.. them can feel me... tree can feel me, and i can feel them....)
British people have old tradition, they often said to me; 'Smile', them don't like unhappy faces.. (And who like it?:))
Smile is Visa card, here... "Smile, Just do it"If you can, but often i can't... If I smile, It will be very bitter-funny and unnatural.. because my face and eyes walking with permanent pain and broken heart. ...
Sometimes I think that; Nothing has changed...
(Smile, O Lucky Man)
Venus in Furs
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Downy sins of streetlight fancies
Chase the costumes she shall wear
Ermine furs adorn the imperious
Severin, Severin awaits you there
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Kiss the boot of shiny, shiny leather
Shiny leather in the dark
Tongue of thongs, the belt that does await you
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart
Severin, Severin, speak so slightly
Severin, down on your bended knee
Taste the whip, in love not given lightly
Taste the whip, now plead for me
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams that would awake me
Different colors made of tears
Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather
Whiplash girlchild in the dark
Severin, your servant comes in bells, please don't forsake him
Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart ...
Now 'Smile, It Confuses People' :)
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