somehow we're going somewhere
meeting the winter with care treating
my mind with care longing for the
sun not there
how come it's not there not shining
through my hair it's frozen me into
a deep sleep hibernation time is here
has come out of nowhere nature's,
little timebomb has gone off bringing
rain, cloudy days, stormy nights, blinding
light snow and ice
right at your doorstep, another try to get
through thawing out the ice, taking what's
mine taking what's there
it's been years, where is that smile it was
wiped out when I came back from that
long long ride at the edge of life
(c) JR. eightees
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vrijdag 12 april 2019
zondag 4 november 2018
The core
sometimes...days are lonely and
without reason sometimes days
are filled with a sadness you
never knew
but time will come and heal from
within its core as it should when
you're hurting way down deep
from within your core as it
weeps
(c) JR. 2018
without reason sometimes days
are filled with a sadness you
never knew
but time will come and heal from
within its core as it should when
you're hurting way down deep
from within your core as it
weeps
(c) JR. 2018
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vrijdag 15 juni 2018
We don't touch
we look, an' see what we haven't got
we laugh, but there's no smile in our
laugh 'cause...we don't touch
our days are empty, nights shortly lived
and a lot, we cannot fill them with what
we haven't got...we don't touch
and ev'ry morning is not a new day 'cause
our yesterdays are gone and won't come
again
and when we talk our words are caught
in their hollow silence 'cause... we don't
touch...we're not in love
(c) JR. 2018
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