Listen to him one more time
What you get from him at all?
AL Pacino? A Superstar?
No, he is all a shape
Mostly a sound or a bite,
Or even a heart attack
But he's got his own good rights!
Listen to him here and then!
Although he might keep silence
Or shouts while it seems nonsense
But got his code language
Listen to his non-tears
Listen to him by silence
Warm shot out of amour's gun
Stay by him while it ends….
Listen to him before talk
Or take a time, holy walk
Don't chat, don't talk. Only you
Listen to this one new!
I talked, I laughed, he smiled
I ran, damn it. He just thought
He needed an ear but
I screwed, all in all!
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