I switch the pages.
The pages of my Life.
Of my life with you.
The book is way to thick,
and i want
just want
to tear the pages,
make the memories disappear.
'cause for me and you,
there will never be
a Happy end.
So just tear,
tear the memories away.
Lets make it go away.
'cause Baby,
i know
we would never get a Happy Ending.
So just tear,
tear it.
So i cut,
i cut you out,
out of my life.
'cause i want a book without you.
A book without our memorise.
I want to make new ones,
A live without you.
Baby, let me just tear these pages.
Just these pages.
'cause then,
then you are out,
out of my Life.
And i want this.
Don't I ?
That are just pages.
Our pages.
Oure memories,
tell me why,
why did i rip these pages?
Because now i can write new ones.
New Pages
without you.
So tell me,
Why is this book so thin ?
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YOU ARE READING
Gedanken
PoetryHi, ich werde hier öfters mal kleine Gedichte (oder so was ähnliches) hochladen. Die meisten sind auf Englisch. (Hoffe meine Grammatik ist nicht zu beknackt) Vielleicht werden sie sogar mit der Zeit besser. also viel Spaß beim reinschauen.
