My heart from now is a private road
No thoroughfare
No heavy load
No slow traffic, no graphic details
Of colder collisons
No more stories to make me end
I'll always love you Venus, still you are mine
Why do you have to take so much time
In calling me?
I just want it to be easy like
Sunday morning
Snow falls in silence and covers the green
Still you can see where the birds have been
Hungry
But alive and free
Waiting
Waiting
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