- When the Angel of Death Comes -
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You brought armfuls of dream
Want to parse the stream
They say you are made of cream
Bright and leading my tongue scream
What else was so sweet
This is your cross street
Always stand on its own feet
No matter how much the clock beat
Uncultured and out of control cars
Foolish drive from hours at the bars
Received license from the planet Mars
No wonder purple stars
Without you in my life my friend
Visiting hours are over ~ the end
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28.10.2015
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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3rd place in the contest
Copyright © Anne-Lise Andresen | Year Posted 2015
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