train jump thoughts
your words keep running in
and soap up my mind
as it constantly wonders
with thinkings of you
should have been brought
more time on the freeway
as my train already warms up
in the bairs of its runnings
no ticket yet but
money means nothing
easy to jump on
but harder to leave you
as that will cost
and shred down
my ever inner
my entire life
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| Auteur: diepdenker | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 08 augustus 2003 | ||
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