lørdag 19. februar 2011

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I'll stand below your window
and there I'll truly spend
the time by calling out your name
a hundred days on end.
I'll wait for you in anguish
through every weary night
'cause I could never let you go,
but then again I might.

1 kommentar:

  1. Dear Kim,

    I have started writing slams a few months back.
    One of them is about what has happened a long time back.
    It's in French. I hope you get it though. Translating poetry is a bit tough.

    http://grenadine.ambree.over-blog.com/article-eva-63947814.html

    SvarSlett