I found, I just found, some old, some very old writings, forgotten, oubliés, in this old, very old box...
From a time where my soul was in danger, when my being was teared apart, when I saw no directions to take, no soul to talk to.

Looking at it with my new light, my new eyes, my new/old soul is almost refreshing.

I put it down, on your knees, at your feet, the way I found them.
No editing was done, even though my soul asked for it.

The trueness and weakness of the originals are worth being shown.
Here it is.
Enjoy.

The Blond Girl Complete Story - Old Writings - Un-Edited

Chapter One:
At least, it don't seem there is an end.
I burned the pictures on my wall, and now, we're both naked.
Please, don't go.
I thought I heard, and the voice of that blond girl goes on and on...
I now can see it all,
And it makes me cry...


Chapter Two:
With the night I have,
And someone sunset over me.
I know, you have seen some unbelievable things.
Come sit next to me.
You can pretend you've rescued me,
This sudden sunset over me.


Chapter Three:
I just don't think that i can make it,
Now that you are dead.
I would have wish I could have met you, now that you are gone.
Je ne veux plus mon coeur brisé, since I have been all burned.
And that blond girl just keep on singing,
You know I love you Hun'.


Chapter Four:
I still don't think that I can make it,
For I am still stuck in that well.
I shouldn't care about the colours, but I'm engraved with them.
I wish that light could have been faded, but I got blind before...
And that damn girl who keeps on singing...
I love you more and more.


Chapter Five:
Hey, hold my hand Bab', don't worry.
It's not that important, it's just our life.
They don't mean it.
They just don't know.
Don't worry, it'll happen again.
But you and I, we're not afraid to run,
We're not afraid to jump.
So, come on Hun',
Hold my hand tight,
Let's jump that cliff,
It will bring us up and high.


Chapter Six:
Maybe, I'm going to make it after all...
The girl with the crystal clear eyes is leaving.
She had packed her pink dress, she wishes I would say, please, don't go, but I can't see it happening at all.
She tries to resist to cry, and I'm just thinking, It's not too bad after all, that new sunset over me...


Chapter Seven:
Seen the new sunset over me?
Don't come back to me.
SunChild, do not tell me again that our time has flew away,
And it will end with I and I.


Chapter Eight:
See the new sunset over me?
It is not like a new hope, but time has flew, and the crystal clear water has turned into gold,
And we can't drink it anymore.

She had seen some unbelievable things...
We did indeed.
I asked for rescue, and she came.
I know, it's not what i wanted to,
It's not what i wanted to be...


Chapter Nine:
Seen the new sunset over me?
It's because she's going.
It's not what I wanted to be, but...

Are you a painter, a musician?
Do you pretend?
You're an artist.
She cried.
And then, she cried...


Cheers people
Serge

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