Het beesje bij zijn naam noemen, liefs Krage 

I’m untitled
you should give me the right name
or I stay a false riddle
that will never change

whenever ‘kristel’s called
I pay attention
but when it falls from your lips,
more you mentioned

I cherish the tag
that my mum ever gave
but when we kiss, in fact
I don’t feel the same

to me you are everything more
don’t think way to deeply
what is that good for

not an insoluble secret
truly a melody to hear
and you won’t regret
‘bout the meaning I’ll wear


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