neděle 10. srpna 2014

Agent 47 (short poem)


Agent 47
He was like the devil
Who fell down from heaven
Complete other level

And I was high
Then he said bye
Total bad guy
Had done muay thai

And it was a lie
I keep asking why
That it was love
No one could deny

He scratched my thigh
And I went to the sky
Passion so hard to come by
Fireworks like it’s the 4th of July

Agent 47
He was like the devil
Who fell down from heaven
Complete other level

Maybe I was blind
He was never too kind
He left me behind
With nothing to remind
Said he would leave
And I was naive
Never ceased to believe
Yet he still had cards up his sleeve

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