You're my favourite weapon - she said -
sudden shot trough blinding night,
stright into the heart.
Voice exiled to sullen silence
send to north to serve your pride.
It's done - enclose my name -
mine conscience is clear and I've none to ask,
because the truth you won't believe in - deeply occupied.

And still, there's no more or less sense left,
just same faces in reflection,
same thoughts stucked in back of the head.

So what can I say?
I might be all You need
But everything is irrelevant when
When tricky, distant, worlds collide.

You're my favourite toy - she said -
Plastic soldier which won't surrender.
Holding breath with tongue tied tight,
Patiently leads through sleepless nights,
Stay's out of the sight, counting seasons and falling thoughts.

He's steady, armed to the teeth with no fear underneath the skin.
faithfull till the end even under magnifying glass.

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