måndag 16 maj 2011

The worst day since I met you

The sun won't shine 'til I kiss you
Peace on fucking earth when I hold you.


Do I, trough the twentyfour hours of a day,
Do I, trough these thirty and one days of may,
Do I, trough all those words you ever say,
Do I, trough the minor attention that you pay,
Ever, ever, even once cross your mind?
Will you, trough the twentyfour hours of a day,
Will you, trough these thirty and one days of may,
Will you, trough all those words I ever say,
Will you, trough the major attention that I pay,
Ever, ever, even once leave my mind?

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