Saturday, January 31, 2015

I Surrender

(...)

Everything that I have
Is what I don't want...
Everything that I can
Is still not enough...
Everything that I own
Is still I don't like...
Everything that I think
Is still not tough...

(,,,)

(...)

That I surrender
And wants to scream...
That I hate
And wants to crush...
That I anger
And wants to lose...
That I stop
And wants to shout...

(,,,)

(JR)

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