Baqua - Poem by Farbe Bar
I won't ever bring, my pain in your eyes
My hurt in your heart
I wont ever mix, your truth with my lies
Your success with my vain trys.
Relax I wont transfer, my black color into your white
My insanity into your sanity
I wont ever turn, your day into my night
Your calmness into my fright.
I won't ever dissolve, your love in my hate
My fade in your beautiful shade
I wont ever add, My jinxness in your fate
My foolishness into your pate.
I won't ever make, your wonderland my scrapyard
Your heart my lonely dessert
I won't ever exchange, your spade's ace with my joker's card
You intelligent with me retard.
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