vendredi 26 février 2016

Three

I was brushing my teeth
Gently
So the gums wouldn't bleed.
As then they are healthy
And all is well.
When you spit out white foam
It's gonna be a good day.
If you turn the tap off three times
Nobody dies.
If you don't cut your lover
They don't bleed
And all is well.
All things come to pass.
But never pass blood.
three times.

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Three

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