Love poem II
You are the silver in my life
tarnished, no matter how much I polish
you are the sunshine in my strife
wonder why it keeps on raining
would sell you for a euro
or give you away for a fight
can't stand you in the daytime
or lie next to you at night
they say love is blind
if you get the right lenses you'll see
your certificate is already signed
by the mortician and me
I hate you
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Lets give it a try vefore I die
You are the darkness and delight
You are my hope and my star fight
You are the night and all monsoon
I will be so with you wet and soon
killea: Super join-in Dora
yeah, let's hate for awhile!
killea: come join the fun, Jan, bring your weapons of choice
liefde en haat liggen soms wel erg dicht bij elkaar...:-))
killea: and p(l)ayback time too :)
just throw it all out in playtime...so love explodes in bedtime:-)))
killea: bingo! kerima ellouise
killea: thank you Willy
Am I following a soap? Caught myself to read chronologically now, in order not to miss any change in between... don't blame me.
killea: Ha ha - never christine
Ik heb hiervan genoten June!
Het is vrij zeldzaam dat haat zo uitgesproken wordt en ik hou ervan!
killea: thank you Karine