Do we believe in things
Like deceased bony kings
Hearts of gold
Stories untold
Dreams of hope
Days we'll cope
I don't know
I hope to flow
Tears on cheeks
Like small leaks
Sipping through the holes of your eyes
As well as these horrible deceiving lies
Fullkomligt alskar dina dikter pa engelska! Sjukt, sjukt, SJUKT BRA.
SvaraRaderaHihi! Tack Jenny! I'll keep putting 'em up here for you to enjoy then! ;)
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