Like a Lady Sophii

and the smergelfish

torsdag, desember 02, 2010

That you're my king


When I try to glue
when I collect my things
I run to you
where birds sings

When I try to sleep
when my hands don't fist
That's a joyful weep
through playful mist

When you whisper
my demons bury their own
and when you call me
that's an everlasting crown

And when you take my hand like that
and you wrap me in
And when you treasure me like this
and forget my sins

I just know..

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