A long time ago, the simplicity of my thoughts began to dissolve... now, wired to the ground I can smell the delightful waves of mental perturbations, avoiding illness, confuse and reasons to kill yourself.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Would you...
...speak about country, golden ears and flowers opening to your welcome... would you? come this far...? Would the road lead to the leaves fall...? Autumn comes forever...
1 comment:
that autumn road always leads there... no question at all...
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