The man and the women
what’s in between?
the love? the hate?
the envy? the fate?
If you can aswer it
- than you’re a fool
and nothing shall
ever change that
I’m using them now
but they’re only the tool
the words that
shall never describe what we feel
we come from supermarkets
we smoke camel
and carry full baskets
of things we don’t really need
can the man who is there
who stands by her side
say that he is in love
with this girl?
she, the one who gave up on herself
who submited her life for his will
can she ever tell
that she did it all
for the sake of their love?
no they can’t
they’re fools
they are stupid
and blind and deaf
but if i give up the words, than what shall be left?
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