When they see it..
they are scared of it.
It brings life...
but also the death.
The colour of love..
and also hate.
It can be soft...
a warm feeling.
Saying it in all kind of ways...
all sorts of languages.
It will not change..
it will be a word with a meaning.
A meaning..
what everybody understands.
zaterdag 24 januari 2009
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