Aug 2013
There was nothing left
nothing at all.
My mind was blurred
even you could see it;
no call,
no bite,
nothing.
I hear the bird
clouds are freed.
It was a theft
clear thing it is,
now.
Are you taking care of it somehow?
nothing at all.
My mind was blurred
even you could see it;
no call,
no bite,
nothing.
I hear the bird
clouds are freed.
It was a theft
clear thing it is,
now.
Are you taking care of it somehow?
