sunnuntai 1. kesäkuuta 2014
Summer vacation
The memories are not obsessed with me,
I have managed to put on me
the forgetfulness of the casing .
Today, I stand firmly on my feet ,
tomorrow you might have otherwise , and I fall .
I installed the sensor to the summery nights.
Point your summer vacation comes, there is no moment of work to do.
The free summer pastures , the routines I murder,
they do not have the time of use.
I stare at the window, the rain, as the
telly screen. Freedom, it creates mischief ,
Poetry take care of the alarm clock to posts
rhymes in the air will depend on wake me
before six o'clock .
If you just call , it adds sunshine,
even if it is pouring rain.
The memories of other summers , they are invisible ,
dancing on the grave of the ghosts of the harem woman.
Your name , it was written in the record ,
it 's a penalty for the next fly .
I just themselves in the frame of the chair , and stare
wrong door if someone knocks on it.
Doorbell is always broken, it popped
a cross- bow , when too much of it was made.
I no longer spend sleepless nights,
I sleep like a log flush ,
and seitissä I wake up in the night wove straddle carrier .
The memories are not obsessed with me,
I have managed to put on me
the forgetfulness of the casing .
Today, I stand firmly on my feet ,
tomorrow you might have otherwise , and I fall .
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