My day began,
with a cafe cuba can;
The morning had rose,
till the time my eyes were closed;
The afternoon begun,
as the flowers started to rotten;
My evening started,
when the story of my life ended;
The moment the night start,
that's how my memory made me forgot;
A man who came with a bright light,
and made my eye sight too week,
like I was a big freak,
to know,
A man who comes,
and a man who goes;
With no one in his way and a no one with his aim.....
His voice
had the sparkle
of a
mountain stream,
to listen to his talk
forever was my dream;
As soon as he left
He forgot our brief encounter,
but it stayed with me for the rest of my life
and sometimes after;
He made me feel so low
so down,
I need a revenge
that I could damage him,
and the moment my eyes shed its lashes.......
That's how my day would end.......
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC
My day began,
with a cafe cuba can;
The morning had rose,
till the time my eyes were closed;
The afternoon begun,
as the flowers started to rotten;
My evening started,
when the story of my life ended;
The moment the night start,
that's how my memory made me forgot;
A man who came with a bright light,
and made my eye sight too week,
like I was a big freak,
to know,
A man who comes,
and a man who goes;
With no one in his way and a no one with his aim.....
His voice
had the sparkle
of a
mountain stream,
to listen to his talk
forever was my dream;
As soon as he left
He forgot our brief encounter,
but it stayed with me for the rest of my life
and sometimes after;
He made me feel so low
so down,
I need a revenge
that I could damage him,
and the moment my eyes shed its lashes.......
That's how my day would end.......