van blije schets tot donkere gedachten
to the fields of flowers
and the rainbow behind
the waterfall
and the sun that blinds
dead
to the soothing rain in my face
and the storm ahead
the clouds
and this deadly mace
dead
beneath the stars
hold on to one
because when the time has come
you'll be dead so fast
dead
love
release the anger in you
and let it free
like thee
floating in a cup yet the storm underneath
rages day and night
death is so beautiful
Gibsy2, man, 37 jaar
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