Rabu, 11 Februari 2015

Alone

I ran my longing up the mountain
I hold it from the wind
I keep it out of the rain
protection against wild birds

I hug my longing in the cold
I shiver, I'm alone
you have fun with your girlfriend
but I'm not disappointed

that's love
like a candle
give , until it was melted, crushed
without remembered.

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