Τετάρτη 9 Φεβρουαρίου 2011

Sweet Goodnight

He never says goodnight

Nor asks if I’m all right

He always mumbles

And gives me troubles



I say we lack imagination

He says that’s mind’s creation

My mind can’t be eased

And my body can’t be pleased

1 σχόλιο:

  1. keep your body pleased and the mind will be eased
    away from others troubles ,words and mumbles
    Maybe the lack of creation blocks your imagination.

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