komen er een paar:
Road movies with happy endings
Her picture standing on the dashboard
Empty bottle of rum on the couch
Not shaved in days and he thinks:
“Watch it fall, to a sky highlight.”
“No, that’s not the answer!”
“I’m sure I’m sure!”
He says, with open arms
“Can you betray me one more time?”
“I will let you go, go away.”
And he walks away, still with open arms
With her favorite dishes broken on the floor
Broken
No excuses were made on that sunny day
While birds fly high and sing their song
They go apart, separate
Like the same poles, fall apart
Broken heart, broken start
Broken
Two noses in different ways
And the ring melted in a minute time
All the notes with his handwriting
With his autograph
And he packs his suitcase and leaves town
On the highway with a bottle
One hand on the wheel
While two hands were holding her around her neck
On the couch, still television on her channel
And a tear on her cheek, but does she breathe?
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