Saturday, 16 June 2012

My One Vice

A silent conversation
No words cause there's no need
I'm smiling on the surface
But scared as hell below

And a rear view can picture "why" we leave behind
And the trunk is full of records and tables and clothes

But you will dry my eyes
Somehow you're always by my side
The one who holds my kite
And watches over all my flights





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