Bans love
Everybody meddles with it
Is it honest..?
Is it about my appearance..?
or because I’m black and she white..?
wthat’s wrong????
So now I sing that gospel
My own poetry gospel song
So with the tears of my heart
It tears almost my whole life
Bans love with much smart
A sentimental life-song stuck with a sharp knife
It makes me bitter and down
till my demise
Now we living like Bonnie & Clyde, having it nice
Living hard, dying young
Living eternal and feeling strong
Well, for us it’s still a bans love
Auteur: Manjula | ||
Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 23 december 2006 | ||
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