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"The Morning silent till the Sun goes down" that's the name of Jean Harveys new Book. Filled with over 70 texts full of emotions, honest, authentic, shocking.
A book that will stay with you long after you have read it.
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Be Careful
Come with me through the Day
Down the Hall
Childrens Room
A perfect Day
Deep down the Water
Breathe
You should have Known
Bruno
Seven thousand Miles away from Home
No sleep tonight
You broke me first
Twenty Seconds to Jupiter
The Water is blue
Till the Sun goes down
Jacks Blackberry Moments
Do you know
Alligator
Javadon- I hear Voices
My Dad was a hard Worker and he was sick
Hello
Can i go to sleep yet
The Morning silent
Bee Mine
Barbed wire fence
No more Excuses
Slow Burn
Tell me what you know about Love
15
Stay away
Stillness
Only a day to rest for myself
The Nemesis
Don´t Scream
Everything goes I
Everything dies II
Everything burns III
Monster Cinderella
It comes and goes in Waves
Love is the Drug
Birds
Devil´s Road
Stuck in your own Fifth
The only Ghost i ever saw
Silent Goodbye
Said her Name was Georgia Rose
I can´t
Disfigured
Alone when i die
Happiness kills sadness
Sluts
Satan is my Sugar Daddy
Way Home
I know i been Changed
You and I and the sweet little Pie
From the Inside
There is so much
Through me
The sweetest thing is you Baby
I can go through Minds
About the lost in Depression
Walking on the Moon I
Walking on the Moon II
You matter to me
Memories
True Feelings
Why we die?
Push all the things forward
Later is too late
Chasing Demons
Molly meets Mary
Brace
I send you Love
Runaway Boy
Cold Smoke
Once nothing more
No rich Parents
Wolves in sheeps clothing
Psycho/Therapist
One little Astronaut floating out in Space
I can´t sleep
Mom always says that when we're all quiet,
dad doesn't get angry,
then he doesn't drink so much and lets us sleep without beating us.
she says we must be grateful that he goes to
work so many hours a day, and we don't sit on the street.
but honestly, I'd rather be somewhere on the street,
I'd rather sleep in the dirt than under a roof with dad.
be careful what you think and how to tell him something,
be careful and a good kid in school so that you only have an A+
otherwise, he'll beat you down again.
how can mom stand that?
when I'm 18, I'll be out of here.
come with me through the day.
we forget all the stress and negative feelings.
we sat down on the park
bench and watch the lives of the others from here.
how easy it is to be someone else.
come with me through the day.
we watch the other peoples.
and forget us.
who do you want to be today?
many people are lying down the hall in their beds,
they have pain, whining, or screaming,
they all suffer quietly and secretly,
and some are also loudly there.
they have nothing left,
most of them no longer hope for improvement,
they have given up everything, their lives and themselves.
and the nurse goes through the rooms,
takes a quick look at everyone,
stops and pauses, goes on or stays there.
she goes down the hall, every day in her service,
and she sees all these hopeless and suffers quietly with them.
the children's room has long been empty,
uninhabited, and quiet, the family who
lived here just disappeared overnight and to this day we don't know why.
they left everything behind,
as if they were about to come back,
only the food is already moldy in the refrigerator.
nobody knows what happened to the children,
nobody knows where everyone went,
nobody knows why the father drove alone in the water on the lake.
death by drowning
nobody knows
a perfect day means to be with you,
get up and see you smile,
whether it's raining, and we get wet,
no matter if the sun somehow seems eternal,
I'm walking with you much faster and much more,
my heart listens to your talking.
a perfect day is to be in the same orbit as you,
at the same spot, and only with you,
my heart beats faster when it meets you
and it doesn't change when you go again,
everything is perfect only when we're together
until the world no longer exists in history.