vendredi 28 septembre 2007

Under the tree

not so far
from heaven
because the rain
eyes filled with water
waiting for the next thunder
lights are screaming
behind and I got
nothing
more to say
I tried to keep my faith
I tried so hard to keep
my love under my skin
but I was a joker
with beautiful hands
not enough to play
Gosh, please shoot me
at the beginning
of the war .

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