She Wants Revenge

Oh how I miss something deep inside of me. Something that once was there but now it’s gone. This is something disturbing, sweet and powerful. It’s like a white poem written on a dirty wall. It’s like a beautiful white poem written on an ugly wall of an empty old house in a neighborhood that no one likes. No one goes there. Only a few ones visit that place from time to time. They know the deal. These few ones know that the sacred things are to be found in very unusual places. You’ve got to kill your fear and doubts and go. These few ones know the deal… They visit this neighborhood and this scary empty house to see this white poem. These special few ones read the poem again and again; they swallow letters and words. They eat the meaning and the sense of it. They consume an ugly wisdom this poem possesses. And they feel gratitude. They don’t tell anyone about this place and this poem. Every person must find this way and this place on his own.

And now I feel like I’ve lost this poem and this old house does not mean the same thing to me anymore. This old house is about to be destroyed. This old house is about to be ruined forever. And there will be flowers and trees on its place. There will be people and a beauty there. There will be life. There will be. I don’t miss this place deep inside of me. But I miss that white poem. I miss that true thing.

That true thing was about Love – Eternal Love and devotion. I’ve got recall this poem. Or I’ve got to write a new one. Yes, this is it. I’ve got to write a new one.

She Wants Revenge

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