Who to trust & who not.
Sometimes choosing has bitterness on it`s mind.
Sometimes choosing
has pain in it`s hand.
Which way to go &
where to leave.
No shelter to hide away.
Questions about the sense of Life.
Questions about the sense of friendship.
Love is gone a long time ago.
Heart & Soul broken in peaces
No Silverline across the horizon.
Woundet peace of meat.
What will happen next?
How much more can one Heart take till it dies.
Taking the white or taking the pink?
Feeling my Soul & Heart crying and breaking.
No fear of leaving this Life.
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And there is this little voice somewhere in the dark that says:
Don't throw it away. It is worth waiting for. You don't know the best love until you had it.
We're not made to give up. Our heart can handle more than our brain is able to understand.
Don't chose which colour. Chose life, a childs smile and sunshine on your face in the morning. Chose to wake up and see the beauty in all that surrounds us.
Sometimes we need someone to say: “You’re are not alone. Keep going. I’m here, holding your hand.”
Life is to short anyway.
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