Janna Lisa Dombrowsky
questioning it all
from time to time
how you´ve made yourself understood
books about honesty
books about reality
strange how I´m dealing with it
how can I keep up with your mother figures
when I just don´t fit in your wedding robe
is it just my dream
my wreckening "how it has to be"
or the goan from a mule under your scheme
my bitter mouth
drank too much lime juice these days
I get your every breath
it has never been my decision
I make it hard myself
when you just can´t come down
take off these wrinkles from your lips
you my fabioulus clown
I go to sleep within molasses from your hips
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 24.10.2005.