Two thousand sad eyes
To two landscapes
I reached the world of life
The sonnet is a song
U psyched to urban sleep
Im afraid of this imagination
Unless I am
Unless, do not
Want to stay
Wish you, Mero
I have chow
Want to stay
Where do you draw me?
I dont show you
Except that, I dont know anymore
That you are the life of this world
If the view of the sunset
I would like to complain
And if this fantasy
Burds from my head
Not
To comment to the sido
To take the imagination, make me
Madness to search
Me and the funeral species
Hoping for your shoulders
To the Fuson Moon
Cold night waiting
The desire to die from you.
To what you say.
Did I kidnap you?
Which I have kidnapped from me too.
