söndag 6 december 2009

Take my hand.

Can not do it on my own. I need you.
I don´t wanna fall away from you.
Gravity.
You´re pulling me down.
Don´t wanna loose my side of you.
Gravity is pulling me to the ground.
Can not do it on my own. I need you. Take my hand.

So much good happens to me. But nothing of it is written here.
I wonder why. I wonder how to do it. I´m happy sometimes I must say.
But my ability to write it down seems to be gone.

Can not do it on my own. I need you. Take my hand.

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