Bow.
Actually ..
I am a happy woman.
Yeah ... I'm ...
wrap me in cotton wool when it's cold ... but I always found the neck ...
as an emergency exit as an evacuation slide .. ..
ready to exit the voice .. the tone ... the musicality of my life ..
that is yes ... .. but troubled emotional vortex of colors and figures that would otherwise have to look sideways.
Actually ..
I'm a happy woman.
When I see my glass of wine ... when I meet people better understand .. when the miracle happened and going ..
are When you hit on the roof of the car in his haste to get out ... when I do the fool on the table in the staff room ... when I Ting face of sadness to be different at least one day ..
are when I read when I eat pasta .. ... when you smoke a cigarette after dinner with the girls ...
..
in reality ..
I'm a happy woman.
I've been .. I am ... and I will be.
despite everything.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Metal Clingfilm Dispenser
signal.
.. this calls us goodbye ...
without notice .. if not how they were screaming reminders of love ..
Rising to be able to love .... .... .... from here to where I am today ... without gate fingers pointing ... ... .. real or irrational fears
spread my slice of bread of your wonderful smell of your existence ... .. .. made in meetings open arms to those who are just helpless .. ... underdog ... abandoned ...
eat there for years ... the flavor of life that makes sense ... the understanding of life and share it with you ...
The adoption of my love takes me to tie my hands ... mouth .. my senses and my desires .. color of these crazy nights away from you ...
loosens ties to free you
.. this calls us goodbye ...
without notice .. if not how they were screaming reminders of love ..
Rising to be able to love .... .... .... from here to where I am today ... without gate fingers pointing ... ... .. real or irrational fears
spread my slice of bread of your wonderful smell of your existence ... .. .. made in meetings open arms to those who are just helpless .. ... underdog ... abandoned ...
eat there for years ... the flavor of life that makes sense ... the understanding of life and share it with you ...
The adoption of my love takes me to tie my hands ... mouth .. my senses and my desires .. color of these crazy nights away from you ...
loosens ties to free you
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