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Luminita Suse
[30.Jan.05 02:40]
with the hands on ure face
Just like a new mask
U hide from ureself

U knee and u pray
Like an ex-child
To a next god

with ure clumsy smile
drawn by mistake
u love a right handed
which u ures to despise

U dont even smile
or wake up anymore
Early mornings
to touch his face...

Ure an ex child
with deep marks
From now ull feel sick
When u cry,when u laugh

U knee and u pray
Like an ex-child
To a next god

u have no one with u
No dear voice
But ure saying ure well
Without me knowing to

No dark clouds
Bring the rain anymore
Like a final prayer
Of what u used to adore

U

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= to be revised	Luminita Suse [30.Jan.05 02:40]
with the hands on ure face Just like a new mask U hide from ureself U knee and u pray Like an ex-child To a next god with ure clumsy smile drawn by mistake u love a right handed which u ures to despise U dont even smile or wake up anymore Early mornings to touch his face... Ure an ex child with deep marks From now ull feel sick When u cry,when u laugh U knee and u pray Like an ex-child To a next god u have no one with u No dear voice But ure saying ure well Without me knowing to No dark clouds Bring the rain anymore Like a final prayer Of what u used to adore U