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I am fine
Donate me a rhyme
All the time
And make me shine
It's not my provision to make you content
But it's my way to reinvent
The things they've never been invented
And never have been represented
It is my fault
My heart is cold
Like cold cold ice
Just slice me nice
Will you leave me?
Never see me?
And have the key
To my heart and my disagree?
It's not my provision to make you content
But it's my way to reinvent
The things they've never been invented
And never have been represented
I know my life
I hate my live
He loves his wife
And took the knife
I think it's over
I want to hover
Into the sun
Run boy run
It's not my provision to make you content
But it's my way to reinvent
The things they've never been invented
And never have been represented
Do you think
That I will sink
Nothing to drink
I'm drowning
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Poetry {english~german}
Poetry✖art Never comes From Happiness ✖ Wenn ich schreibe, kann ich vergessen. Late night thoughts, könnte man sagen. Wenn es nichts mehr gibt, was mich hält, habe ich das hier. Und es hilft. © dirtandroses All rights reserved ---------- Cover by Carmen...
