Poem for Geppetto Soldier

 

Put your hands up because with me 

you ll never fell alone, 

although I wanna your bones

 I want your...Heart, why?

 cause I can do make a test,

 I want your legs Why? 

cause I can open it and put my faith and... 

oh what´s you pretend to say?

Are you dont love me? I know that since since 1756 

like the leaves are falling when the windy touch that.

 

 

    

Poem for Pietro Schreiber

 

Eternal Smile

There was a guy from Wehrmacht...                                               

What is your name?

- It's Pietro Schreiber.

Mein soldat das leb´ in meine herz 

jetz es macht schlag schlag als 

That pistole, like that batail of crazy heads

I never say good bye if I knew that was 

the last time with you...

I wanna see your squeleton smile now and nobody understand me

because I could have the best and most beautiful boyfriend(s) but,

I choose you, you my sweet piece of bones. 

Pietro B, Schreiber..... 1945.

💘👻😭

#Stalingrad #Pietroschreiber

#lovepoesy #Trudeandsoldiers

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(über uns )

    Gibt es Blumen?

In die Welt

     Aber

Es gibt kein Licht

  Auf der Welt

 doch!

Bin ich eine Welt?

Nein, ich heiße nur

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