when is it now
mardi 6 octobre 2009
I need more time but less memory, I know useless things that paralyze my anxiety to make it operational, is inactive frame that is the tragedy of persecution everyday low high unless the is more, should understand things as they come or should we analyze every turn neighbor who does not want to sell, neighborhood history of the brain that thinks he's the leader, but the emotions, Sir, it comes from the heart, it warms Marcel to go from a feeling of certainty of random motion, but never after dinner digestive is queen, she transforms into the divine caca, a human story full of bounce in the the cotton core function for millennia after the first January of what year already, now I'm losing my memory, I am someone that is a certainty, but the sea rises without my request, it means what, it means nothing but it still speaks and it says anything, curse, and I found it raining back up top, flush with the ground it makes puddles, I have nothing against I'd even rather provided to recognize the essential role of my parents without whom I could not go from being completely nothing and inversely proportional to the starting line, shut the door out of his pocket a prayer book , that's how I see life, fast enough to not interfere with concentration, a breath of fresh air
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