lauantai 20. kesäkuuta 2015

Midsummer Feelings

The night faded fragrance,
ash burn incense to the day.
I will destroy everything
reason, I can get dark
also a bright day.
Tell me what you all
there remains the world
herself crying rowan tree to hang?

Stupid man was a taxi, took
Too often charge the wild.
The knob was weary, and the head of the
went crazy how you build
poor person around
to protect the ego?

What is the path
destination, what about
do you explain all the fools your actions?
Rim lost Choir
Midst the morning
mumbles just helpless.
The poet only poem
write from memory
before six o'clock.

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