mardi 17 décembre 2013
one
day like this not knowing why I'm doing this in addition to take what
is not there but here in terms of preparation for the plum, but here it
comes, the anchor in water
to avoid sinking into the unknown but about five o'clock I have a dream
, a naked body comes to see me , he told me he needs me , I asked why ,
he replied that I need one
loves me , I tell whether I am that I am dreaming , because how can
what we can not and yet it is a shortage but also a pleasure, never know
, and to be always the out
when necessary, but never without my failure, so fair that takes the
time to put a cross, that's where I'm looking for a piece of sugar, a
little happiness and bitterness as the days pass without
giving me something pleasant is for this reason that I am a little more
to the right than the previous time , it is a clear choice but still
sinks into mediocrity , because what can not be revealed
is another story that starts with a silence, it is night all is calm,
it is expected to be asleep, but suddenly it happens outside when we
were young and carefree but now it comes back , what should do
it , it does not concern me , I am amazed what is more , I think , but
not too long because what counts is the reactivity , a dose of poison,
and a nuclear test similar to blueberries naked women , but for
now I prefer to get a clear idea of the life I lead , it is a thirst
for creativity that guides me to find the middle of nowhere output
greenery can change place for good reason that in summer it is hot and after a shower it should be dry , that's why I'm optimistic it is a cross that falls in a hole
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