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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