My Count,my Resume..”Bonjour Tristesse”!
It is the grief that I must face?
For all these years holding an ace
in my hand
Oh of what lovely lonely games we lied
As a salvation routine, drowned in misbelief
So even though I care
To learn again to love embracing an affair
Once more in vain
I will be deducing the pain,
Since,
In pure mathematics of safety I dive
Paying tribute to every unimportant drive
Until
The so-called revenge summons my name
My whole name against whatever I bear
And I am called of, I am
Zero,
rename me if you can.
Ciao from your facebookfriend Arnt
This is beautiful.
Saluti di Norvegia