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| Just like that |
I want to live,
I want to die,
I want to reach above the sky.
Above the earth,
I want to fly,
Though impossible, I want to try.
I want to jump,
I want to roll,
I want to seperate my body from my soul.
I want to crawl,
I want to run,
I want to shine brighter than sun.
I want to love,
I want to hate,
I want to win and defeat my fate.
I want to die,
and take rebirth,
as a illusion on a seperate earth.
I want pleasure,
I want pain,
I want to run madly in rain.
I want to smile,
I want to frown,
take my bike and hit the town.
I want to stare,
I want to blink,
I want to mind, nothing to think.
I want to scream,
I want to shout,
on a lonely road I want to roam about.
I want to take,
I want to give,
a cheerfull life I want to live.
I want to laugh,
I want to cry,
this poem will make your mind fry.
I had less,
but plenty of time,
So, just like that, I wrote this rhyme . . . .
