I recalled this song thanks to an accidental meeting: Bertine Zetlitz - Twisted Little Star 




With a yardstick



Inside this body my love for him will never die but for my soul to stay alive while loving him I must stay away from him His passions and his fears keep killing me What is left for him will be this body and my ghost to guide him through life. No. Out of these ashes I've risen more than once. It’s enough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2015-05-22 at 13:58

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Nice.
2015-05-24



Good lyrics.
Ashe
2015-05-24