Sonntag, 16. März 2014
A poem as a start (sorry for spelling mistakes)
Sometimes you gotta fall and feel the pain,
to see what you lose and what you gain.
Sometimes it has to hurt and break a wall,
We are meant to tumble and then to fall.

But what counts is the getting up,
Whether it's for life or love.
What counts is fighting on your own,
you will win and gain the throne.

And when I fall from this bridge
'cause you pushed me.
It won't hurt me at all,
I will learn to fly while I fall

There's no feeling when I see you,
There's just anger but no pain,
And when I understood what you do,
I also took it as a game.


B.

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