You called, I asked about.

So long did the life took me.

I found You.

Could then I would be an email,
unanswered.

Dreams are like a closed doors.
They switch places with a real world,
while the people usually know.

In the moment, sad.
Sad long.
Dog.

Tomorrow will be better.
But can tomorrow.
Just don't change.

I dream,
and so the dog.
Changes with a fall, summer.
And.

Flowers.

Sharp thoughts.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!­!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!
!

I walk by everyday.

In music, my silence will find a contour of the red sun.
Calm.

And

!

an exclamation.

One page of red lines.
One of pure white.

So sorry.
And I feel.

The quiet,
The silence,
and the
worst nightmares.

So quickly people, try to
lose the feelz.

Because when their time comes,
everything will be
for got ten.

But not,
lies.

There is nothing good or right in God.

What is a devil ?

Who created God ?

In a second, You are clueless.

And
then

your world bleeds.

The dog was half in tone.
The bark. The bark.

How easy it could be,
to let it die.

Yet, how sad it would be to leave,
my little young friend.