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millie Jan 2020
When the world returns and again there is distance between us
Talk to me
Talk to me
Even if those words of yours change nothing.

And when it smells like war and the first battles are already on fire
Talk to me
Talk to me
Because those words of yours can also be loved.

I only know one thing and have mastered one and i ask you quietly, awkwardly, timidly
Talk to me
Talk to me
And let your words be flesh.
millie Jan 2020
i go and i have no tears, away and taken.

such love happens once.

my love rushes in to my broken life and runs me side by side.

loves thoughts burns my lips with her words.

love shames me with her wicked tricks.

— The End —