Wind brought me past time tears
Look at my soul ,Story is million drops
On the lines of dark trees branches
Its getting cold
Fire ,shiny drops,deep thoughts, again.
Past friends ,leave now ,forever.
Past love ...be Present feeling.
i live my life for the moment when people will fall up but not down.
When the wind drew for the first time in the atlantic, i saw her eyes, and how beutiful they were. So round, brown
The cloud of my unfiltered thoughts drained my energy as if to strike upon my heart.
She calls me once more but her voice is muffled. Why is there change... i wish she never changed. She is the true proof that america will suck yuour soul regardless. IT has no exeptions\\I
\U.s,A. The fuck Nantion as i like to call it took away the best thuing in my life by far.lLet me tell you the story
Open the doar
and I will come to you
and I will bring the Summer In me
And if you really watn to share it
Ill give it all and all to you.
Tell me your feelings.Do not tell me your mind.Fuck it.YOUR HEART is the way to say unspeakeble and to see your self.Man Just open your heart to your self fully ,you never did it before.Look in this bottomless hope , can you live there ?On strings of your soul?...
Dancing in the moonlight ,
everybody ,
take this stuff and feel allright ,
everybody
dancing in da moonlight.
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