by Sanja Cokolic |
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mother,
my foundation was flooded
armour broken
but soul refused to give up
I'm wearing this soul like beggar his worn out shoes
Would you love me?
they took my hands
they took my legs
my face is stolen
I won't do anything like other kids do
Why would you love me?
summarizing the silence
have to find poker face
sick and tired at playing the role of someone else's mistakes
I'm climbing those stairs against all odds
if I promise you'll never see how I break to the pieces
Will you still love me?