| My thought | | Print | |
| Written by Hoakz | |
| Wednesday, 01 January 1997 | |
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My thought gives birth to me, gives me life, My thought is like summer rain, summer rain to the dry thirst of the soil. My thought is like the pearl, in the chain around your neck, it is, but without you the reason is lost. I dont want to think, but can only stop, if you will teach me to love. My thought melts the ice, softly hums it’s song, My thought lives in darkness, where chaos belong. I need... I just need... ...to see you when you smile. |
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