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Post by pilot on Nov 17, 2011 19:02:32 GMT 2
Poets of the fall:
Seek you out
Maybe tomorrow is a better day
Sleep
Illusion and dream
War
Given and denied
You're still here
Heal my wounds
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Post by snippy on Nov 17, 2011 23:50:59 GMT 2
must tuntuu et sä outi tykkäät täst biisist:
He falls asleep on her chest
The best sleep he'd ever met
Nevertheless
He dreams of some stranger's caress
He awakes and he knows
Maybe someone else is supposed
To meet his hazy anticipating eyes
He draws the curtains aside
Unfolding the first morning light
He glances at his disenchanted life
Restlessness is me, you see
It's hard to be safe
It's difficult to be happy
It's the changing of the seasons
He says 'I need them'
I guess I’m too Scandinavian
The relief of spring
Intoxication of summer rain
The clearness of fall
How winter makes me reconsider it all
Restlessness is me, you see
It's hard to be safe
It's difficult to be happy
And then she awakes
Reaches for the embrace
He decides
Not to worry about seasons again
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