8 steps more
and this little stone
hurting my
feet
7
6
5
there is a
black bird
hovering on
my head
4
3
2
1
at last i am with you
kissing your feet
and then you kick
me out
i hold on to a twig
i am this
cliffhanger
then you kick me again
until i fall
1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
and ten
i am back in your arms now
taking revenge
inside your heart.
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