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So endless blue a future to you listen.
A day for you that in your eye have broken.
With hands of stone you wash your heart in prison,
but in your chest a true love will be spoken.

Like empty years your mind will cut you open.
A quiet tear that in your soul will linger.
To steal your time with gentle golden goose pen.
I'll break your bones but leave you with a finger.

A magic wind caressed the foggy meadows.
It died within to perish and be haunted,
so far away from angels blurry windows,
but in your heart the wind remained enchanted.

© georgmoller.se

Bunden vers (Annat versmått) av Georg Möller
Läst 196 gånger och applåderad av 3 personer
Publicerad 2015-03-03 02:01

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