memories of a savage
Turn the lights down,
There it is,
That glint of life,
so deep within,
The rage just bursts,
The life just flows,
From deep within,
That's how it goes,
A kiss, a ring,
That's how it goes,
Two people close,
yet no one knows,
The butchers knife,
When cutting away,
at one's one heart,
a different day.
The rage then ebbs,
The quiet flows,
The life returns,
To how one knows,
Not everyone,
is meant to be,
There it is,
That glint of life,
so deep within,
The rage just bursts,
The life just flows,
From deep within,
That's how it goes,
A kiss, a ring,
That's how it goes,
Two people close,
yet no one knows,
The butchers knife,
When cutting away,
at one's one heart,
a different day.
The rage then ebbs,
The quiet flows,
The life returns,
To how one knows,
Not everyone,
is meant to be,
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| Auteur: sniperium | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juni 2022 | ||
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