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Jörg Fausner - A love poem

When we loved.
we loved yourself.

When we declared war on us, we gave ourselves already
lost.

were beaten when we, we tried
the story.

When we were alone,
we drowned them with music.

When we parted,
we stayed in the same place.

We lay back soon in the arms
and called it a love poem, but

declared a love poem us
the fear of love,

and why the sky was so blue, when we met
.

and why he will still be blue,
die if we are

you for you, I
for me.