lördag 27 februari 2010

fick en dikt av någon, tänkte spara den så det får bli här

I know soon it all will end...
Oh no, not an earthquake again..
and before we sink into the ground...
i hope your voice will be my last sound...
and thought you looked cute in a cardigan and boots...
wasnt much for some of your suits...
i want you too dance with me...
ill make you coffee.. or i could make you tea..
your hands are a little bigger then mine...
dont squeeze hard and itll be fine..
your eyes glow when i sway with you...
youve made me happy like you always do...
i know one day i might grow alone...
but for now i got your number in my phone

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