Bleak, a foreign continent my life
Seizing its air with lungs that aren't mine
Only my eyeballs grasp it
With the spiteful thirst
Of a dumb man gone to the cinema.
duminică, 1 mai 2011
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Nimeni nu se pricepe sa fie eu la fel de bine ca mine