onsdag 9 juli 2014

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So many things, kept deep inside.
Emotions are just running wild.
A rollercoaster in my chest.
All I want is just to rest.
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I fake a smile, but starts to shiver.
I close my eyes, to picture a river.
Wish I could float away, to paradise.
But all I see, is made of ice.
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The sun is shining, the wind is cold.
The birds are singing high above.
I call for the angels, to bring me peace.
They whisper to me, to release.
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So many things, I want to say.
Left inside, with plans to stay.

© Josefina Dernsjö

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