| "Mein Blick war von dem eiskalten Wasser getrübt, aber seine Stimme war deutlicher denn je. Ich achtete nicht auf seine Worte und konzentrierte mich nur auf den Klang seiner Stimme. Warum sollte ich kämpfen, wenn ich doch so glücklich war? Selbst als meine Lunge nach mehr Luft schrie und meine Beine sich in der eisigen Kälte verkrampften, war ich glücklich. Ich hatte vergessen, wie wahres Glück sich anfühlt. Glück, das machte das Sterben einigermaßen erträglich." |









thnaks for fave
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You cannot kill what you did not create!!
<3 Slipknot
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You cannot kill what you did not create!!
<3 Slipknot
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I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, -
and the stars through his soul.
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You cannot kill what you did not create!!
<3 Slipknot
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I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, -
and the stars through his soul.
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She let out a laugh, and then she put her hand over her mouth, like she was angry at herself for forgetting her sadness.
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