Ein besonders schlimmer "kreativer Anfall" !!!
So plain
it's not the same
old life,
it's without drive
anymore.
So what for
we're doing this ?
To miss
a kiss ?
To piss
each other
and always to bother
us ?
There's only just fuss.
Every day
we're drifting away.
It's clear
my dear
I fear
that we're
no longer here
in this together.
What about our forever ?
So why
even try
when we can't
comprehend,
neither do understand,
that for us it's the end
and there's nothing to mend.
We were a unit,
there was never just one bit,
that could us so divide.
And now there's only fight ?
We had our season,
there's only one reason
to run.
We have no longer fun.
So, we're done ?
DU LIEST GERADE
Fein, nicht immer klein, kann durchaus auch sinnlos sein......
PoetryIch wollte aufhören aber mein Hirn schien das gewaltig zu stören und nun haben wir den Salat, also haltet Euch parat für eine Weiterführung der Reime, die wie ich meine, nicht unbedingt gebraucht werden, aber sie verursachen auch keine Beschwerden. ...
