Saturday, September 22, 2018

Buks writes

Life Is Like A Large Mug Of Poison
Drinking It Till The Last Drop
At The End Of A Long Journey
Looking Behind To A Far Past
Have I Done What I Was Supposed To Do
Does All I Do Count Is It My Life Or ...
Seeing Things That Make Me Smile Cause You Did That
A Love So Pure So Beautiful So Warm And Tender
And Still That Question Why Couldnt That Be What We Wanted
My Mug Of Poison Isnt Empty There Is A Lot Of Sorrow And Pain
Calling Your Name In The Still Of The Night, Waiting ...
There Is No Answer No Sound Just Silence
My Tears Are Floating, Filling My Mug Of Poison

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