Monday, June 29, 2009
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A twisting and winding road goes to the little house with holes in the roof where I live, the windows are closed because they hate the light and I hate it when people see the use Marilyn Wig to be home, I guess mine manias.
I put a bag of popcorn at the micro and I feed the cat, I shave the left leg and left him totally, who cares, if anyone sees the good of the wet suit I wear daily is not notice anything. Today I looked in the elevator of work and I've noticed that I see a lot of the car, so even at the risk eccentric mind, tomorrow I'll buy a mask, a simple, not much singing, one of King mystery sure I look good.
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I fell for you to see, but of course, never will tell you, sometimes I am so you know, a coward and a disaster for personal relationships, a very poor ever in my file. On the road to my house, I laugh alone, for no reason and yet ahin me a giggle.
I spend my days trying to remember that I have to forget and when I think I get it, there are again, you make me smile and I fall again.
I do not stop to sleep in my inn, the sun does not dry the moldy walls, doors squeak passed and the dust has been to live under the bed.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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mud Tears tears from my land
children who see the smoke dawn
car children with callous hands and refuse collection
scrap every little step of losing a bit of life
no hope, no future for soot
tears Tears of men,
tired, empty the bowels
broken
pain with a cloud over his temples
the eternal struggle of they know they have nothing
nothing to gain nothing to lose
dreaming a better place in which to cradle their children die in peace
where
Tears do not stop carbon black tears
deaf husky voices no one heard
voice no one meets your prayers
fight for a piece of bread
by the warmth of an embrace
by the laughter of children
a bluer sky ...
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