November
December 2007
Screw it guys, I´m going home
The sweet smell of the great sorrow rise over the land
Plumes of smoke rise, rushing to the leaden sky
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers
But awakes to an morning with no reason for w
Message of love
Comes delivered by the river roll
I travel in a speed, without control
And inside my soul, a candle burn
Slightly and fast
Burning back into the past
Even on the night, you gimme
joovars
Poetry in Motion
Death will take it away
Every single day
I promise turned to I betray
Nothing seems right today
Me and you, both sides of an mirror
We could easily break, when it feels fake
A sun and a moon,
We could have forever, if we where Gods
Everyday, you and me
We could love forever
In the sand of ecstacy
'Till death do us apart
It´s time we start
Time to move for the lake
My mermaid
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