My friend, you, who always was there
with, the knife, doped in my blood
wishpering, your loud spells, flowing words
silencing, your lies, for my eyes
shivering, as I lay in the ground
the bed, my friend, you made
I thank you, my friend, for we are friends
I'll gift you, my friend, my flowers
for you, my friend, will see the beauty
in every bit, of hideous piece, that may breath our air
Thank you, my friend
for only you
my friend
will understand
the meaning
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 8:05 AM UTC
My friend, you, who always was there
with, the knife, doped in my blood
wishpering, your loud spells, flowing words
silencing, your lies, for my eyes
shivering, as I lay in the ground
the bed, my friend, you made
I thank you, my friend, for we are friends
I'll gift you, my friend, my flowers
for you, my friend, will see the beauty
in every bit, of hideous piece, that may breath our air
Thank you, my friend
for only you
my friend
will understand
the meaning
another day, another year, another day, another night....
