I
would have put me more like it to be better , but why it bothers me , I
'm not always for it but it still wants to work well , for the simple
reason that all goes well, it's been years that nothing happens,
everything is beautiful, everything is quiet , to some extent I am at
the top of my life, I know that I will go down to the lowest point in a
closet full of old photos, to remember all
those who have gone into eternity, but for now it is the apotheosis ,
all shining brightly , it's even better than that, it's great , it's
more than a dream c ' is
a wonderful way, everything is fine and in the empty house there is
more furniture , the person is dead, there are more clothes , more shoes
, more trouble , more glasses to toast the
joy of living , for death that removes the taste of sausage, there are
more lips more laughter over nothing, because in death is all that is
gone, all that did,
everything you did not , everything goes forever, but for the first
time , humans stop being afraid, he finally arrived where leads his
useless life, when you're
born , you go for a ride, there is nothing consistent , everything goes
in all directions , even after his birth we want to know what happens
but here we are wrong party ,
there is more than enough to put a space also right when everything
looks like the old shelter that was used to load timber , soon I must be
ready , this is how now, hundred, thousand , but for now
I 'm away, I can not exceed the rest who can not leave, because a
little to the right there is reason for hope , you just put them in the
box so I can take them and give
it to the one I love , so I can do a good deed , it comforted me in my
dark side , since I 've been there I am the lowest of the action when
you dig a hole for no longer have visions of underground
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