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In silence I paint a memory of me

I painted in the silence
wrote the words
I thought you needed to hear
I wrote them down on white cheats
Like the ones you once laid on
beside me

In silence I paint my thoughts
You know the one's
you never get to hear
and sometimes I just feel
like all that matters
actually is nothing
nothing at all
but you

But just maybe
one day you will listen
to what I'm trying to tell you
and just maybe you then can read
the signs I used to paint
on your back with my fingernails

And sometimes I just wonder
what would have happened
if you would have understood me
years ago




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Publicerad 2008-09-26 00:02



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  Snöfjäril
Den här tycker jag om.
en klar favorit.
så vackert.
2008-09-29

  Ewa-Britt Nilson VIP
Some people
doesn´t seem
to understand
whom are good
for them... You
seem to be one!
So expressive
written!!!
2008-09-26

  Regular
Fin text!
Applåd
2008-09-26
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