Black swans

Get married
To the hate
Collect all of your
Black swans
Leave the water
for soil
Love your name.
To make me
Grow in your
Eyes is
Hard.
Transfer me
To you
Let me be
Your day.
Kill your ego
Feel pity for me
When I doesn't
Need it.
I see me in you
Take me home
Where we belong.
Burn your black swans
Make them white.



Poetry by Tobias Bauer
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Written on 2006-06-30 at 15:55

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