This little thing is really quite bad in english. but in norwegian, well, it's almost to understand


I can't smile honest anymore

I'm stuck
in lie and stupidity
far above my head

and breath
would stop
a long time ago

And I get
Those small, white pills
in my hand, every day

but still
I can't
smile honest

my prince won't come

he went, and the door
is closed

And the others
pray for me

I just wonder
how long can they pray?

when I just want to give up

My body are scars
My soul only broken



Poetry by barbeina
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Written on 2006-03-17 at 09:45

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