Unknown Property

When the wind disappears,
which makes birds fly.
They will, live during poverty.
They'll lose their wings and get trapped.
Freedom was something, they never had.

Even when you're gone,
and I'm not by your side.
I'll be, your unknown property.
I'll lose your love and feel bad.
You were someone, I never had.

Reageer (3)

  • Ranga

    Echt heel mooi geschreven

    9 jaar geleden
  • wowlilniall

    This is so beautiful

    9 jaar geleden
  • Unicornity

    Beautiful :o

    9 jaar geleden

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