Shortcuts
Another poem. I hope TMU followers like it.
Walk like you don´t need money
Love like you´ve never been hurt
Dance like no one´s watching
But don´t forget
there´s no relief
for your pain
Songs aren´t for you honey
Sometimes you bleed before the cut
Sometimes you think you´re jumping
But you´re really falling
There´s no protection net
But you still believe
And ignore the rain
Taking the highway
Or a shortcut
Is the same
No longer you will stay
And it hurts
Because all is a wicked game
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