Once I had a dream
A dog became a child
My love became a slut
Please fill my cup with wine
There’s a long way talking
And you my friend
Are a warm pillow anesthetizing me
We are always running
And the smiles, oh the smiles
They never seem to be okay
May I have another cup of wine?
So my sweet “not alone” liar
That fog is just a sign of my insanity
But it’s too heavy to carry on
Here I’m a fallen god
I can’t bleed but I taste blood
I can’t die but I’m on desperate fear
There’s any wine left?
You give my shame like throwing keys
What do you expect from me?
We are always running
I.B.
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