when is it now
mercredi 19 mars 2014
once I said okay for the simple reason
once
I said okay for the simple reason that I am able to know what I am
concerned, this is present in the sauce , but I know how to get out , it
takes me a spoon , yet
it goes, it's a fair bit but I 'm with , that is made the dress , I
know it takes pins, because in a moment it must be careful that
everything is tidy because
this is the magic moment , the one that everyone expects , it is the
surprise that is all that is when we checked out and everything is rosy
for the house in the fields but when I do a dream
that can not come out so I'm a node, it takes dance, but mostly it's
green, since the last time I think I understand everything is right for
it to be well balanced, but when I
look at the bottom , there is a character who surprised me , he wears
red pants and a yellow cackles , I wonder who it is , I am told that it
is a traveler, I hasten to get me salute
, but when I arrive I see he's gone on a trip , no doubt, I go to the
other side , I see no one with whom I would like to talk , I turn , I
turn , I think, I 'm and
now is the time to drink a glass of wine, I hope not too much to drink
this time , because last Saturday we had to go to bed , I stood more
upright , so today I think I
drink water, but when I feel rising within me the urge to have a good
time I take my arm and directs it to the glass of wine I drink I feel
better , I'm happy , I take all what
happens with the distance , no matter what happens , I'm fine,
everything ahead like a dream , I pass by here or there, it does not
matter , I drink a second glass of wine ,
it's getting better and better, everything happens as if I could not do
anything but I do not equal , this should lead to something , but I do
not know what is a passage to the third glass, joy
fills me it is not time to get bored , joy made me jump , why not
live happy, why not proclaim that all is possible that everything is
desirable that everyone gets up and sings with me
that everything is in harmony, the simplicity , the chance to live,
breathe in wonder , everything is great as long as it lasts , but now
the fourth glass of wine that arrives as if by magic , I I
am poured down my throat , it's euphoria, I laugh, I cry, I vomit on
the carpet , but it does not matter , everything is light, all is well,
it's a nice party, I'm
having fun , everything is funny , everything is done to alert me on
soaring feelings, because in a huge country , I am asked to say what I
think the thrust of the spring flowers , of course I am
not obliged to believe that this is true because me what I know is
rather blossoming rainbows, when all of a sudden the sky is covered with
colors, without being able to tell the difference but I see that it's all a way or another a little nothing
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