dear belgium,

it is only a matter of time before I make you something special-

your indestructible presence: 

i have to push it out 

but how can i celebrate you without doing you wrong/ 

crushing your soul/

killing the most enjoyable pain-

you bring the gift I am so fond of: 

a million memories


i ask myself 

are you me? 

have we become each other?

as we lay on our fictive bed
we embrace an inexistent future

let me fix you something 
that soothes the pain

a film about us and the past we share

only then can we have a future

only then shall I stop being your maniac 

your BELGIAC         

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