simple chair- story

and sat on my little chair
after a while i've stuck into you
my tired addicted mind has known..
as long as you sit there
i'm gonna smile
falling asleep, waking up
one day you've gone
but i had my peace
cause i felt your scent while lying on my bed
when the scent was gone
i still could've slept
cause i saw the chair you were sitting on
but than some idiot
he broke the chair
i didn't care though, you know
cause i knew
there used to be this chair
you used to be sitting on
and than one day
i've bought the new one
different and cosy
and it smelled fresh new
i have forgotten
there used to be an other
and i've smiled while falling asleep
1 Comments:
hm ciekawe, bo ostatnio rozmawialam o tym, ze niektorzy budza sie we snie i widza duchy siedzace na krzesle, dlatego zanim zasna dosuwaja je, albo klada rzeczy, zeby nikt nie mogl usiasc...
tak mi sie skojarzylo czytajac ten wiersz:)
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