7 Ağustos 2012 Salı

Be heavy.
Be here.
My friends, they come.
My lines go by.
The eyesight.
Surprised.
Young.
I'm lazy.

Scream.
I won't, I'll take a break.
Breathe in.
Rest the chemistry.
The rest is chemicals.
And what's left is misery.

Hiç yorum yok:

Yorum Gönder