Joto - My closet
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I like it when she smiles.. She has carrot and
other rests from todays lunch between
her teeth.. After all I actually like carrots.
The important part:
From the first step to the last...
I walk to the beat of my heart.
I drink to the edge of my glass.
And then I hide in my closet.
This is the remains of my causes.
You could sit down by my side.
We could talk about death and life.
But if you dont am I not able to stop it.
But I thank you, because of you do I have
more pals then my friends from the class.
I love you, thats why Im writing this poem.
I know you.. You know me and myself.
But is it right that you know´em..?
Yes, more than right!
Because I dont really know myself. And
you´re the reason I have not taken that last step.
Know when you know this....
Will you come to me in the closet?
Im off....
Kritik tack :)
When Life Gives You Lemons You Paint That Shit Gold
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