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Hiç işte, radyoda Eric Clapton çalıyor. "Tears in Heaven"
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“This is killing me. I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this.”
“It’s supposed to kill you, Sonny, that’s how you know that the right parts of you are dying. Do you see the peaking stars above?” Reaper asked as he set his cigarette out in the sand next to him. Sonny nodded, wiping his tears with a blood-soaked sleeve.“Hope punctures holes into our black sky to tell us that this ever present darkness is only for a short while. There is a light Sonny, and it’s breaking in piece by piece. I have given you darkness, but in time you will see its stars. In time, light will break through, but for now, the killing in you has begun. I know it hurts, I know its voice too, but what I know more is that all of your dying will lead to life. What feels like death to you is the side of you that needs to die.”
I reject rebirth
refuse to go on
to forget you
will bear punishments
my harshness
deserves
unfazed
broken
burn day and night
tears
neither extinguish
your light
nor forgive
aimlessness
I succumb to
what did I do
to founder
in you?