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Why should I care about your eager smile,
And why should I be glancing like a fool? In caves of life my soul is just a pile When meets two juicy eyes. My only rule Goes now in bed with silence as it were - A steaming piece of love and mortal gain; The butterflies are blinking just like her, But in the mist they fall with tears of rain. It seems to me that we should stay as one, And far away from those who broke your roof, Because the mouth at surface has begun To dive my words along with acid proof. The pain is shapeless since the face of shame Has no offence and neither has a name. 17.06.2008
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