samedi 11 décembre 2010

nothing else

Sometimes she hardly says it
those words to empower me.

Sometimes i believe she understands
that my sadness is in the non existence.

There's a well people throw rocks in
and that is what define me

Sometimes i wish i think and she says
for i won't have to disclose anything anymore

Sometimes i plan i'll try hatred sincerely
to justify my point on this life

There's a foul will in me to release
that will happily turn me forgetful

and Sometimes i wish her to say
that she will always be!

So i can say : "no you won't!"

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