the end

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i wrote this years ago, but it always feel like today…

What is this feeling deep inside

i don’t understand it so i run, i hide

i told you i’m not in love, i lied

What is this feeling that hurts my pride

My darling, i can’t escape my fate

i found you in a world of hate

i tried to change my heart, too late

My darling, i know we must separate

You have not stolen my heart

Freely i gave you all, not in part

i had hoped for many days, a surrender

We could have had something tender

My dearest friend this poem i send

i have loved you until the end

Even hell won’t bend my heart, won’t mend

You’ll always be my dearest friend in the end

the end.

15 april 2006

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…and i hate writing about myself. It feels awkward. Or i am a bit awkward and rather not write about it. i have not got a clue where to begin or end… …at this very moment i am a recent graduate of Colorado State University. i live in Longmont, Colorado, which i next to Boulder. Boulder is where all hipsters live. See, this crap is rather boring. i moved here from Budapest, Hungary four years ago, well, actually that is sort of a lie. i was living in Lyon, France one year before i moved to Colorado and before that Hungary. i like to travel or move. i keep moving… i have many interest besides moving: writing, watching, taking, listening and reading (stories, films, photographs, music and books).