Personality

Something inmost to see
something intense to feel
a mistake to do
a burden to carry

No horror movies
no heavy drinking
no stepping aside
no escape

Rock stars have gone
no Syd Vicious inside
no Crawling King Snake onstage
the idols are dead

No old guitar chords
but silence
some words of tenderness
some shelter

No abstract performances
No concrete dreams
just a cup of tea
our hands and arms, embracing

No danger and death
just you
my home on your way
and my tears on your shoulder


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