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Feb 2017
One day I will go mad
I will cry to music or will sing out loud
from top of my lungs
- -
I want you to be there behind me then

Some time I like to grow beard
Wet my beard with drips of beers
I will talk about vintage and surrealism
--
I want you to be there behind me then

I will imagine to see you
In a old fashion denim , top button gone
Dancing to the music of Eagles
--
I want you to be the women I dream then

One day I 'll be ready to die
Hope I will embrace the death with that smile
I will say I am alive
--
I want you to be the women say 'yes darling you are very alive'
then ...
© shanikayrs
shanika yrs
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shanika yrs  Colombo
(Colombo)   
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