Everything

everything I do is useless,
every lung is full of smoke.
I am sad, it doesn't matter,
soon it's gonna be much better,
hope it's gonna be a joke.

guess it will be rain today,
head is heavy, slightly aches.
my life is hard, I hardly write,
I should be closing this web-site,
but I just can't - too much it takes.


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sad, but there is something that makes thinking....maybe the part of truth...but only you feel like that.

Айлин Джои   16.05.2008 23:25     Заявить о нарушении