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Mar. 13th, 2013

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Feb. 2nd, 2010

I spent time up in the castle turret

I spent time up in the castle turret,
in my previously unfinished state.
The memory of the sins I committed has already faded away.
Wandering lost amidst the forest, turning here and there,
I was finally dragged by my golden hair and trapped in a rocky prison.
Day by day this dream comes to me.
So this dream must have been true.
I was born in a furnace, I was made from steel.
I have no soul,
and these things they call friends, I do not understand.
I have no emotions.
They are not important to me, so one day I burned them all away.
I chose MY MASTER and became his servant, kneel before him, be abused and whipped, despised;
this is how I want to live.
Dresses with layers and layers of frills.
Bandages for the deeper wounds.
Stories, where these delusions were born.
A cute little inhuman doll.
A candle and a candlestick.
They point their fingers and laugh, with many people,
Those who love me merely a little.
Trifled with, the stiff jointed dolls.
Teddy bears from which chips fly out.
And only one thing with which to gaze through to reality, a mirror.