LAZINESS SOLEMN you are part of ME!
I wrap with a warm COATS AND STARE never let me.
NOT LEAVE EVEN THAT I KNOW you're there, you're there 'to string TE. BUT YOU KNOW.
ONLY WHEN I get to see, rarely, a fugitive You walk away.
THE live without you I am not afraid.
BACK SO THAT SOONER OR LATER, IN, OVER, AND AROUND ... I do not complain of your absence.
Here! THE ONLY THING THAT THESE YEARS ARE ABLE TO WALK ON MY CARD, AND 'THE PLOT OF YOUR HARD AND FULL canvas, which warms me, protecting me, ME CRADLE.
And in this sweet slumber, or laziness, TU WADDING my senses.
AN OPIUM THAT YOU ARE MY MI ... squints stand still ... YOU ARE THE LIGHT THAT
I DO NOT MISSES YOU ... THINGS THAT DO NOT ...
WHO ARE WAITING FOR WAITING FOR ME ABOUT anxiety of looking for me.
ARE THE DARK WHEN I'M SLEEPING.
AND THE WORLD TURNS MY ROOM ... MY DRESS ... THE ONLY LENZULA. The TUI
BACIIL my pillow ... ... SILENCE YOUR VOICE.
-gm-
