Good morning/afternoon/evening to all of you.
And after long lapse of time.. something i wrote yesterday.
Every twenty hours i feel so alone
then you come up with ideas on how to change the world
but tell me who's coming to read your mind?
when all i see is twenty people drinking their wine
they are all enjoying on this very night
look at them oh so clever
to me they're plain blind.
In a galaxy lying beneath my skin
where my thoughts and your soul swirl happy and free
people dance to that song you've been waiting to hear.
Wake up honey, im so sorry
here's where you must be
where the fields turn into cities with fancy streets.
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pshhh! buena nene! :) keep on writing!
There's too much to say... There's too much to write about.... But it's just to hard to find someone who understands what's reality about...!!!!
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