tirsdag den 11. september 2012

a piece of heart


a friend in the distance has a piece of my heart
a lovegone had a piece of my heart
my sons are tattooed on the inside of my heart

my heart is a star dressed in snow
underneath there is a pulping dream
inside of that there is a little girl

embodied in her - are her ancestors
with all their songs and remembrance
chained on shelves in the DNA

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