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About Me

Hi, my name is Erika. Thank you for wisit my profile!
I'm spanish and I live in Switzerland.
In my freetime I like to draw and go to concerts.
And I love my fiancé :)
I'm with him since June 2002
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Sei mir gegrüßt, Melancholie,
Die mit dem leisen Feenschritt
Im Garten meiner Phantasie
Zu rechter Zeit ans Herz mir tritt!
Die mir den Mut wie eine junge Weide
Tief an den Rand des Lebens biegt,
Doch dann in meinem bittern Leide
Voll Treue mir zur Seite liegt!
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Worte können scharfe Messer sein
Und bohren sich tief in mein Herz
Blutrote Tränen tränken die Erde
Zeugen von meinem Schmerz
Blicke werfen mir Feuer entgegen
Können meine Tränen nicht erkennen
Wollen nur den Beweis vernichten
Die rot gefärbte Erde verbrennen
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

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Emilie Autumn - The Art of suicide

The art of suicide
Nightgowns and hair
Curls flying every which where
The pain too pure to hide
Bridges of Sighs
Meant to conceal lover's lies
Under the arches
Of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy
To contemplate why
Why...

Why live a life
That's painted with pity
And sadness and strife
Why dream a dream
That's tainted with trouble
And less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem
Or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life

The art of suicide
Pretty and clean
Conveys a theatrical scene
"Alas, I'm gone!" she cried
Ankles displayed
Melodramatically laid
Under the arches
Of moonlight and sky
Suddenly easy
To contemplate why
Why...

Why live a life
That's painted with pity
And sadness and strife
Why dream a dream
That's tainted with trouble
And less than it seems
Why bother bothering
Just for a poem
Or another sad song to sing
Why live a life
Why live a life

Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
With a second ending
When the people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there's a story
That ought to be heard
Life is not like Gloomy Sunday
With a second ending
When the people are disturbed
Well they should be disturbed
Because there's a lesson
That really ought to be learned

The world is full of poets
We don't need any more
The world is full of singers
We don't need any more
The world is full of lovers
We don't need any more...

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My Blog

Diese grausame Welt...

Ich kann es nicht mehr hören!: Man schaltet den Vernseher an und wird mit "News" überhäuft wie, "Neugeborene im Tiefkühler der Mutter gefunden" oder wie viele Menschen bei welchem Attentat oder welche...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 01:22:00 GMT

Wenn der Tag zur Nacht wird

Letzten Mittwoch hat mein Schulkammerad den geilsten Witz erzählt :) Was heisst Sonnenuntergang auf Finnisch? Hel(L)sinki :-D
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 02:51:00 GMT