Publicerad 2021-04-28 21:05 av kjell-åke bearfoot




Corona creates a lot of love-ashes


 

Everybody listen after words

who don't cut like swords



The world needs nice words

not words who killing souls



Love and hate is close

but if you lose your love



Try to hurt as little a possible

remember your bible



Don't use your words

like swords



The life is like it is

but try to be nice even if you heart have transformed to ice



Don't treat somebody with evil

if he before was your love will



If you only stop loving him

will he anyway feel grim



Go away from him as good as you can

Don't send your soul to a devil clan



Try to be good

and remember his pure blood



And if you will go, go away

with a heart perfect for x-ray





 




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