After the high, comes falling down the hill
An empty hole sucking up all your strength
Everything you wished and dreamt is bled
It dries and vanishes on the polluted space
Wildfire just outside your door
knocking to suck u in once more
burning down all you love
It knocks and knocks
On the colorful street full of clown smiles´
We´re all laughing in search of the shining wild
The stars in this show of adrenaline miles
Like a teenager searching for a new style
Wildfire just outside your door
knocking to suck u in once more
burning down all you love
It knocks and knocks
I enjoyed your poem very
I enjoyed your poem very much,your writting is very good!
Vive le Quebec libre!
Thanks!
Thanks!
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