xxxxx
.
ideas I try to compose my fuzzy
But my mind does not work, and I'm
upset and confused.
my thoughts I can not string together words
Well
escape me And when I have,
slippage.
They are so important
They are the ladies And the writer, his slave ...
Or your lover.
words come away
O,
Playful and cruel.
The chase and beg
help me ....
soon understand that they
For me, not work on Sino
waking dreams.:
So
I dive into the innermost recesses of my being small
I let my mind fly To the ethereal, I
to covetable In the center of my universe ....
And, behold, I can write because they come
Carriage comes colorful
and move emotions, and feel resentful
From my soul to the paper.
... But my mind does not work, and I'm
upset and confused.
my thoughts I can not string together words
Well
escape me And when I have,
slippage.
They are so important
They are the ladies And the writer, his slave ...
Or your lover.
words come away
O,
Playful and cruel.
The chase and beg
help me ....
soon understand that they
For me, not work on Sino
waking dreams.:
So
I dive into the innermost recesses of my being small
I let my mind fly To the ethereal, I
to covetable In the center of my universe ....
And, behold, I can write because they come
Carriage comes colorful
and move emotions, and feel resentful
From my soul to the paper.
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