Naivety

Your hour is over now
I beg you please don’t cry.
Its happening somehow.
Men never know why.
Your clock is ticking slowly
It probably heart bits.
Do you love playing bowling?
These strong and heavy hits?
Don’t blush and stay exactly
On what believes your soul.
Maybe its not correctly
Fulfilling empty bowl.
But what we got is nothing
Without friends and love.
Go on and keep on laughing
And move with broken half.


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