Bonjour!
Sunday, December 27, 2015
mad ship
I'm a mad ship which would like to touch the sun in the horizon
No Sailor. No wind.
But I'm half drowned in the middle of ocean
fisherman
I sleep like a fisherman and
wake up with a mind full of something new
Fixed Death
Death is fixed one
So don't worry about life
out of the reality
I'm out of the reality
I don't understand anything you say
sorry!
nothingness
I'm a blurry star which wishes to disappear at the edge of nothingness
divine reading
Sleeping is a divine reading of soul
useless love
I feel as I ended forever
I can see your useless love
being me
I stop finding solution of arguments.
I have to finish the game by finding myself
emotions
Don't wait
Nobody there to inherit your emotions;
They are helpless to give birth "the words".
Saturday, December 26, 2015
let's stop fight !
dont know why
Solitude
Email to God
sorry of love
Mood
mood
But, Do It
Hear Me?
mood
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