13.03.2018
God damn it
All the stories are the same, sad as this one,
You are the only one in my thoughts when my soul is empty,
All the gazes are the same, heavy and dangerous,
Those eyes are not for you, who can explain them,
And just….
Think of what we can do,
Maybe it’s too late or maybe not,
Does the end smell like this?
We’re both doomed... god damn it...
All the movies are the same, long and prolonged,
Every verse in the poems are already told somewhere,
And almost all the ends are the same, quiet and crying,
They say every end is a beginning, but, I don’t want boring phrases
And just….
Think of what we can do,
Maybe it’s too late or maybe not,
Does the end smell like this?
We’re both doomed... god damn it...
I beg you...
Think of what we can do,
Maybe it’s too late or maybe not,
Does the end smell like this?
We’re both doomed... god damn it...