language from the heart
waking with the sun's warm rays on your face and listen to the birds singing,
feel the heat around your body to the one you love.
it's called luck and love.
the wake of the rain beats against the window,
cars driving like idiots and a blanket that is cool because you
have not been quiet during the night for all the nightmares.
the cold lonely and a broken heart.
(KOPIERAS ENDAS MED TILLSTÅND FRÅN MIG)
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