Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Amalgam Agnes

Tell me now, why do I still have your name in my head?
Tell me now, why sometimes I wished you're dead?
Tell me, I am not supposed to be sad
Tell me that you wished I was there 
On that cold side of your bed
Tell me you didn't take seriously everything that I said
Tell me you still plan on our lives
Together ahead
In a handmade wooden house 
Painted brick coloured red
Tell me now that you were faking all those madness
Tell me babe that you tried your best
To save what we had
Tell me now that you believe in fate
That we will get over this sadness
Leave and only remember this as our blackest
Moments
Like an artist staring for weeks at his empty canvas
Tell me now
That we both are like magnets
No matter where we go we will somehow still be attracted
Tell me that things will get better 
And one day there will be another human 
Made of us both 
Named Agnes.

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