Loco
Momentary, fleeting, a moment ... a little more. Look out my teeth and my chest an adrenaline rush, twist my fingers and breaded the cabin, desire, anger
your words ... biting the pillow
you poke at my door, I shout, you attack me, I love ...
not hidden, evil ... alcohol, bodies, pleasures.
polarity is reversed in my soul, take control step to be nothing ... of waiting for your response, I burn the win.
Iluso, dreamy, selfish ... I am a juggler, in rows friends hate me, I spit in your kitchen.
need the warmth of your chest ... I love him close, I want it all, I burn.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Apollo Muzzleloader Manual
Waiting a moment.
Wake up and watch the light that comes through my door, everything is predictable, one foot after another to get out of bed, looking for those slippers that have spent some yesterdays still remember your smile upon waking, so many decades that have passed and I still forget.
Sometimes I wonder why I'm still alive. My family had forgotten me some time ago, while I awaited the arrival of some strange, wind sings its melody to noon, while I wiped your memories.
Walk to the kitchen every time I did more distant, like an endless road, the food had lost flavor, while the clock stood still, and had forgotten to change the calendar date. I guess
after so many years, I have permission to wonder, regret the times you had forgotten, so many years we lived together, we lived only for each other, until the day you decided to leave.
never again smile.
Sometimes I wonder why I'm still alive. My family had forgotten me some time ago, while I awaited the arrival of some strange, wind sings its melody to noon, while I wiped your memories.
Walk to the kitchen every time I did more distant, like an endless road, the food had lost flavor, while the clock stood still, and had forgotten to change the calendar date. I guess
after so many years, I have permission to wonder, regret the times you had forgotten, so many years we lived together, we lived only for each other, until the day you decided to leave.
never again smile.
Monday, May 9, 2011
Negative Hpt Day Before Period
Losing my thoughts. Thief of Dreams
A strange dream, full of colors and deafening noises that my eardrums, my lungs struggling for some air, while my hands lacked movement, heard a voice whispering in the distance a poem.
He could savor the aroma of the earth, could not open my eyes and my body remained motionless, trying to scream but in vain, a tragedy to have left an unfulfilled life, without laying off a thousand people, many hugs to give, and looks to cross.
Losing control of my thoughts, with the last breath whisper your name.
He could savor the aroma of the earth, could not open my eyes and my body remained motionless, trying to scream but in vain, a tragedy to have left an unfulfilled life, without laying off a thousand people, many hugs to give, and looks to cross.
Losing control of my thoughts, with the last breath whisper your name.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Where Can I Buy Wiltshire Knives?
I shake off this sadness, tears flying all over the place
rid of this obsession to which I tie ...
that I do not want to leave
and a dog flea and tick
an animal
a parasite that threatens
hurts me and one that makes you bleed when spiders
when you challenge when you avoid
when you try to remove the shackles
Destroy
Reassess pain Close your mouth
omission
OK I shake this trsitesa
lick the filth of your smell
change the shackles of a ring
not give importance to love
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