...easy poetry...

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neděle 2. října 2011

Am I this tired
I just think I don´t understand your colour
left me
dull sky
one cloud
your eyebrow
I couldn´t have
the voices done
if you got to my place tonight
little late
little worried
revealed to me
I´m always ïn a hurry

no side effects
it would all be fine
I would forgive you all your lies
all your damn lies..

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