There´s no steady
Life won´t carry you
Candy is suffering
We can fall from the skyscraper that was a career
purpose smashed and paralyzed on the pavement
Emptiness is cracking jokes at our expence
raining on our grey hair
we´ve given so much
Taste is longing
Our face needs to be painted into the picture
wrinkles, flecks and speckles over hopeful clean eyes
Some lost nephew singing our praises
The grass is too long and summer is closing
Your eyes fill up wth the last sunsets
Pain no longer an enemy
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