(All Texts By: TheLandMine. Written during the year 2002 and 2003)

- the morning smells like rain. smoke of the cigarette and singing of the birds. walking. trying to smile. -

- walking through an old path. the foot remembers what the eye cannot see. frightened by the new branches. -

- i'm listening through my shoulder the beat of my heart. -

- trembling of the air. strange steps. dance. jumping off the cliff. flying. -

- distance of the two lights. memory of the touch on skin. vibration of words. soft moments wishes all the best. -

- night. shadows, silence - sound of the steps of time. no sleep, no freedom. no from boundaries. -

- when you are forced to curl up in a foetal position, shaking, with your hands on your ears, and screaming, you are only protecting the only piece that is still intact in your soul -

- green buds are trying to rise from the gray ground. rays are playing on the rocks. i'm closing my eyes. so that i can see. -

- tears. pouring down on icy hand. drop on drop. i'm breaking down like a glass -

- a path in the shade of the branches. music in my mind. i'm running away from the heath, fear of the sun. laughing. -

- light wing beats. black feathers. dream. dusk wishes calmness. to resting. -

- autumn. light has changed to be a small islets, that are fighting against darkness. paleness. thin light streak on a metallic bars. journey. -

- MTV-rebels, alcohol, too much money, pain, crimes that are accepted. life? where is the responsibility? -

- white, soft snow. you just close your eyes. and fall. you make a disappearing image. -

©TheLandMine