One, two, five
demon November 22nd, 2007
A cradle of stolen trash
A hole so thin that you can step on it
A mind so useless that you can live without it
See this light? It belongs to my God
He’s shadows make my way
I feel him close
But I can only dream of him…
Never seen this incredible color
That gives warmth into my eyes
Never spoken the words right
I just like the silence…
Wrap yourself up into a beautiful box
Give yourself away to a stranger }
Touch his mind with rainy words
One, Two, Five, you miscounted!
A story that reminds you of something
Have you seen me before, somewhere?? }
Come on, wake up, it’s me!
One, Two, Five, oops mistake!
Hush now, it’s my turn, I think… ?
Ready for your everyday ride to the foreign sky
It’s pain that I feel, it’s black that I see
It’s something that appears only with the glance of the night
Wrap yourself and… get lost!!
And… take the satin tape with you
It’s only what’s outside
So I win and you… don’t exist!
-Demon-
Hey there girl friend you are a telented writer
I Meant Talented
Θα συμφωνήσω με τον προηγούμενο….Γράφεις ωραία ρε συ…
Σ’ευχαριστώ βοσκέ μου! Ακόμη ξύπνιος?
Thx T., you’ll need another cup of coffee. lol
Υπόψιν το VoskinTV τονίζετε στο βό…Δεν βλέπω παιχνίδι όμως….
Hey we are wondering if you and M have dug your selfs out at the hugh snow fall
Love
Your Canada
Wit Bit
Hey girl and John : ) Well we were just outside sketching angels on the snow ground. Nahh. The snow is no longer here. Moved on! But yes… we are hiding. You can say that. M is sleeping while I am… drinking! And not an “ouzo” drink. My Bombay gin rules tonight, again.
Love ya!!! always ***
P.S. My broom is broken, so I’ll stay inside for the next few days.