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[:a_shelter:]

in the twilight
between skies of hope
blooming and whispering
with the wind
through my ears
through me
through my soul
my body's filled up
with life and warmth

between these skies
it's so alive and
peaceful here
outside this place
just a shell
and within
just something rotten

4 Kommentare:

Henrie Schnee hat gesagt…

Man merkt, du wirst besser (im Sinne von eigenständiger) im Dichten! Bleib am Ball!

divine_infekt hat gesagt…

In wie fern werde ich denn eigenständiger im Dichten? ^^

Rabenflug hat gesagt…

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HenrieSchnee hat gesagt…

What a drag it is getting old
"Kids are different today"
I hear ev'ry mother say
Mother needs something today to calm her down
And though she's not really ill
There's a little yellow pill
She goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helper
And it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day