Thursday, January 20, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Sasuke And Sakura Lemon
Prisoner
been several weeks since he was released
was wide with the passage of days
and heavy metals a principle
only green rags are not arrested and I was naked
when he fell, he looked so far into the ground ...
I checked out, delivered, I was surprised that I found both were affected
years that he was tied to My soul, not a single day, try to escape, no night try to undo what was as much a part of me as the spot in the middle of my forehead, that we all ignore ... but always present, like the sound of my wrist or the deep of my hair, as the roughness of my beard and marks on my back ... and a tear was mine my shackles, tears fall to the ground ... fate tells me you gonna do? ... you will do in jail?
immediately picked it up, I did not know and doubt, today I was not thinking.
But since that morning I keep in my room and on my nightstand protect my lethargy is really pathetic that so important a piece of memory, but I'm just writing in silence and I do not know the significance. .. she calls and I accept
I'm addicted to that prison
that it exists only in my dreams in your mind
And I can tell:
forgot you had taken me by the ankle
caught with their hands up without pride
neither a plan nor a decision
...
something I take to be in control
and I who is not over, with the ghosts of a dream that you dream
'm also addicted to get carried
not kill the hope of load chains
I like this feeling adventurous, unpredictable decision, which brings me back and forth, which surprised me and encourages me, tells me heart ... for now it is not broke, just run away and she misses him even though my ankle may again be chained ... may finally break me.
Half of this double eclipse, again answered truthfully and I find something I want to hide. And I think that double play, that you're ahead, like you have a sleeve ... J but someday I will have to answer and if I do not like the answer
behind bars you go to visit 
been several weeks since he was released
was wide with the passage of days
and heavy metals a principle
only green rags are not arrested and I was naked
when he fell, he looked so far into the ground ...
I checked out, delivered, I was surprised that I found both were affected
years that he was tied to My soul, not a single day, try to escape, no night try to undo what was as much a part of me as the spot in the middle of my forehead, that we all ignore ... but always present, like the sound of my wrist or the deep of my hair, as the roughness of my beard and marks on my back ... and a tear was mine my shackles, tears fall to the ground ... fate tells me you gonna do? ... you will do in jail?
immediately picked it up, I did not know and doubt, today I was not thinking.
But since that morning I keep in my room and on my nightstand protect my lethargy is really pathetic that so important a piece of memory, but I'm just writing in silence and I do not know the significance. .. she calls and I accept
I'm addicted to that prison
that it exists only in my dreams in your mind
And I can tell:
forgot you had taken me by the ankle
caught with their hands up without pride
neither a plan nor a decision
...
something I take to be in control
and I who is not over, with the ghosts of a dream that you dream
'm also addicted to get carried
not kill the hope of load chains
I like this feeling adventurous, unpredictable decision, which brings me back and forth, which surprised me and encourages me, tells me heart ... for now it is not broke, just run away and she misses him even though my ankle may again be chained ... may finally break me.
Half of this double eclipse, again answered truthfully and I find something I want to hide. And I think that double play, that you're ahead, like you have a sleeve ... J but someday I will have to answer and if I do not like the answer
behind bars you go to visit
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