It took time...

took time
to develop a concept a new me
based upon the traits
from which I could not flee
it took time took time
to embrace the nature of my dreams
all this time just turnes into
a sad song wait



this sad long tale of moments passé
must come to an end before it is too late...



it took time took time
to accept the fact that one most loose
everything except what you do not choose
it's taken time long time
and yet more time it will take
before my heart is free
and brave enough to break...



this sad bouquet of forget-me-nots
that I threw away is growing scars and dots
in this weary heart
where there's a bird so shy
but one of these days
that bird will learn to fly







Dagens soundtrack #3: Samma som innan




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