Kategori: Dikter om livet
Just a sec
Somewhere along the way,
I hurt someone I didn’t mean to
And I learned at last
That life is not meant for us
In the end, I think I regretted
all the matches I burned up
But those that didn’t last a second
Those I loved more than anything
Some words aren't meant to be said
Sometimes life is best lived,
with no shape or form
And maybe I’m a little sorry
You raised someone who doesn’t love you
But as long as I’m unaffected,
I will remain impartial
I find myself in loveless nights
In the dark between me and my heart
In the fall from my bed to the floor
I lose myself in destructive habits
Habits that give as much as they take
I lose myself in deers and rabbits,
poems, stories, ancient tales
- lite utanför min komfort zon med engelska, men men... -
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