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[weedprinzessin]

here in the sun, in the snow, in the rain, there is a voice repeating the same.
words about my life will end.
saying them over and over again.

and when they speak i feel calm.
and when they sing, i sing along.

breath in my life, there's no chance to escape.
walking around with a foot in the grave.
they'll come along just in time to sing me a song.
floating

Comments

[fairy_sango]

ma des is schön! :)