fredag den 10. januar 2014

The Future

I feel like the sun is rising for the first time
Feel like my clouds have suddenly disapparated
Feel like I know that soon you will be mine
And all those things I have for so long hated
Will be mine

Feel like clouds are looming over his head
Feel like soon it will be my turn
To taste the wine that I so deeply fret
And all those things that I for so long yearned
Will be mine

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