Poems from Jakob Rogier
With the Art Museum, My family,
Some people visit, but most just pass by
The owner,
called father by some,
Trying to keep things running...
Ruin,
Destroying what you want.
Death,
Killing who you want.
Loot,
Taking what you want.
Kill,
Fighting when you want.
Free,...
Standing still,
Dark shades on a lovely day.
Silent tears,
Dark shades on a lovely day.
Emotions high,
Dark shades on a lovely day.
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