Any person who is dead certain, holds a mind that is certainly dead.
S. Krüger
torsdag 21 augusti 2014
tisdag 5 augusti 2014
söndag 5 januari 2014
Old finding
How I want to hold you,
Consider you mine,
But that reality is untrue,
Like joy attained from wine.
We are just like two magnets
Sharing the same pool,
Trying will only lead to regrets
And leave one of us a fool.
fredag 3 januari 2014
03.01.14
Memories of the past,
Troubles of today,
Worries of tomorrow,
How shall one last,
With mind astray,
And all this sorrow.
Worries of tomorrow,
How shall one last,
With mind astray,
And all this sorrow.
torsdag 31 oktober 2013
31.10.13
The past is the past,
I know that is true,
However sometimes I long
For times spent with you.
Though I nurture the present,
Old times I still value,
It will stay there forever,
And therefore I still miss you.
We can keep it that way,
I really don't mind,
But I would so appriciate
If true friendship we could find.
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