power
leave the flowers to grow
see the stars that glow
a dead touch
a heretic chaos
heal my heart with pleasure
desire with the fire from forever
wish to be
wish to see
shadows in disguise
see how time flies
seasons pass by
like everyday is a new tide
inspiration is damned
yet is crumbles and it stands
when you fall
you actually feel so tall
proudly going down
with a frown
touch the dead flowers again
for the feeling reveal magic against the grain
Gibsy2, man, 37 jaar
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