I'll invite truth of lust

Sep 22, 2007 00:30

Sometimes I don't understand myself.

And when I think I do... boy, I don't like it.

Man awoke being dragged across the grass.
Woman awoke to see him coming.
Neither knew what had happened.

God went on sleeping.

Crow went on laughing.

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anonymous September 23 2007, 14:18:47 UTC
Curioso poema, interesante.
Nunca se sabe qué es mejor. A veces es mejor no comprender nada.
Que pases una buena semana, a mí ya sabes lo que me espera ;)
Bss.
Trәmy

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