We have too little time to be torn apart – K.B

A long time ago, a man looked at me and told me I had heart…I couldn’t believe him. At that time, I was already gnawing, literally, at ideas, biting so hard at them. Little did he know what would happen…Light. 

 

We have too little time to be torn
Apart

 

 

Remember those long days
In each other’s arms,
Mom,
Z,
Sister?

Remember those
People we met,

The hype,
The underground,
The moderate,
The dead ?

We’re looking for
A mystical union

And we ain’t got
Time to be torn
Time.

Division is worse
Than death ,
Didn’t you know ?

I spent so many days
In paradise that I
Forgot about the
Pain of work,

Any kind of it.

We’ll be fighting
Till the end,

And we ain’t got time
To be torn apart :

My heart,
Mom,
Dad,
Friend,
Lover,

And anyone
Who needs
A hug.

Just read my lines.

Kiss blown.

 

 
K.B

 

 

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