Monday, 11 November 2024

Billie

Drunk enough to ask why, accept I've been chosen, before any of you deny, laugh at all my crazes, what I try to provoke, with stupid phrases, sing instead my favourite lines, our time goes by unspoken, except what heaven's supplied, blown away all my traces, neither shied away nor coaxed, these wonderful days, with you by my side, to verify love's soaking, no cloud sails the sky, what settles on our faces, makes us laugh at cold bones, before you pack the cases, a flower at my side, just some little token, more than any pride, we are far from broken.

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