Ja, voor mij is het duidelijk
Like a lion and a deer.
We have nothing, and a lot to fear.
We've got only air
to tear apart.
And only I want to restart
again.
But only when
I'm lost again.
Not lost, but gone without a cause.
There's no time to pause, press play.
Don't you dare and try to stay.
I take my pride and tie it down.
Don't lose your pride, don't lose your pride.
We'll run and dodge the speer,
like a lion and a deer.
17:27 21/3/17
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The Puppeteer's Playground
PoetryWhere the hands have taken over, the place we're calling home. Poems about what matters and what doesn't, to whoever and whatever. Poetry book ||| Cover by me
