I have been a kind of myth, a religious story, unclear, confusing words, personalities outdated and that externally: look away, a hellish magnetism of someone who actually existed.
Every Saturday morning I met the love of my life and the next day I died a thousand ways, in here, all my deaths have been in here. I remember one of them, that night in winter, winds confused, out of a robbery, was that money would buy a TV to watch the football World , but nothing happened. I only enough for two bottles of vodka, was a lot of money and the poor quality vodka, five-blank shot and a coup de grace son fucking whores! Despite announcing his arrival, I never know exactly when they are in front of me and it's too late when I go over like a steamroller, who knows, if here they all end up betraying alive with the enemy within.
not bear my misery sewn back, not that I like cloudy days, I do not care if sunny or rainy, but I have a hole in your soul and that is not cured with vodka and you get lost with amphetamines.
Honestly, I can not with so many to their deaths by the few, is it because their bodies buried in the courtyard of infection, also from within?, Why does everything have to be inside?, As the faults that should be out and have an expiration date and today is not Saturday but should meet the love of my life.
And if you see that woman I will say I have a hole in his chest, offering it on sale directly to see if they filled a whole.
And when this is over and all I have collapse, give me a piece with it and so perhaps there is only the first time.
Every Saturday morning I met the love of my life and the next day I died a thousand ways, in here, all my deaths have been in here. I remember one of them, that night in winter, winds confused, out of a robbery, was that money would buy a TV to watch the football World , but nothing happened. I only enough for two bottles of vodka, was a lot of money and the poor quality vodka, five-blank shot and a coup de grace son fucking whores! Despite announcing his arrival, I never know exactly when they are in front of me and it's too late when I go over like a steamroller, who knows, if here they all end up betraying alive with the enemy within.
not bear my misery sewn back, not that I like cloudy days, I do not care if sunny or rainy, but I have a hole in your soul and that is not cured with vodka and you get lost with amphetamines.
Honestly, I can not with so many to their deaths by the few, is it because their bodies buried in the courtyard of infection, also from within?, Why does everything have to be inside?, As the faults that should be out and have an expiration date and today is not Saturday but should meet the love of my life.
And if you see that woman I will say I have a hole in his chest, offering it on sale directly to see if they filled a whole.
And when this is over and all I have collapse, give me a piece with it and so perhaps there is only the first time.
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