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The amazing time spending

It’s the way that I look onto what is good and what makes everything a little more confused. Hopefully I hope that I did my best to recognize the good time I was simply using the knowledge and it was fun. The whole entire circle was a bit overwhelming but clearer. The time I was looking to manage all little failure as there was not there, really. The long burning sun that look bright lighten. Fun part was the signing and the burning coffee. Look into the best craving of freezing cold. It was brighten all the right stuff. The knowledge was fun to be with. The rest was all sumptuous and good care. Sometimes it don’t told all the stories but still feel like a good time peacing out. Each days as a new one. I Have a lots of commitment. I really like the moment and found at least a way to cope. It’s great stuff always take the time to look in the good manner.

A little track with a little poem

Here a little track with a quick poem…
Hopefully it’s pretty cryptic.

“Click on the play button”

Coming to this town
Fooling all around
She is a lifted stars

It’s a pretty good life
Everything seem to be crashing in the sky

No more tears have vanished so quick
It go beyond reach
Another breaking sound

Where do she come so clearly
That it disappear so quick?

There is no way to be left down
It coming better that way
Tomorrow is maybe better than yesterday

Long run, bit of it

In a amazing night, we get into a discussion. Get there posing is eyes on me. Looking for a great manner to ask me. I told I was not tired of living the moment. Look wisely I get a bit more interested, I check the rain falling over us. It was romantic, I feel little less uncomfortable for once. I guess I cannot have the feeling badly, I say that we could get together, which was denied first.

After the first encounter with coffee, he was amazing hair. I say I was not exacly what the world demand sometime. I like how it cross my vibe. Looking forward to the lunatic sky that get some mystery behind, dancing and floating in this madness. I told I was not a perfect person, told me, I got out of a relationship, that got behind. I say do you mind, I’m kinda of a geek. Isolated into the branch of the system, looking for peace in a moment of lots of myriad it goes beyond me, to see clear, my vision change, look at it. A good night dancing with the bright night under a good balad. I’m only happy when it rain. Which didn’t get denied. See ya tomo.

The street of New Way

The big time I say I was somewhere in between. I look there nothing that changes, long time getting on. I would believe it flow once in a while. I keep on walking in the little place. Never I take that long path, I refuse to admit I was looking like them. I keep negotiate really near there almost a long road but today I don’t have time for that. I am willing to find someplace one day, surely hope. Living like that is a bit too much ahead. Things were living in that place. I hold my best way to go up. The perfect dream has to be relapsed, it goes further the point of no return. I guess they all silence that kind of vivid. Look upon another wall. Convey the pathway each side, get the loopback, it would do the hold. Things bring always a better way to appreciate the little bit of conjecture.

The human convenience

We take our shape we continue to go onto the land of desire. Everything goes away the light began to blur. It could have been. I was in a war, I was myself going to the little dark grin. Broken the glass fall into a little one that could be empty. There no way around. I am serious in not believing that it would change something. Things falling its all a mess. I get everywhere and I try everything, nothing will help convince that bothers enough to get a better way. Alone like that and it’s finished. Where is the brave new world? Why all dream says we gonna die, do we know if things are against us all the time? Where we can go free and begin back our journey and get a better vision. Another cloud going to smother another one. If we could just get any, it would rains on our shoulders, and we would be defeated, we can move clockwise, and we can also look further away just to decide that we can not afford yesterday.

My personal daemon

I guess what I am still not really know is how far it can go. Life is a good thing to get through. When I was sitting near the place of the street, I was looking there for the night become like dust. I get twine into the brightness of the big heap. Until the snow could beat my generous and also filter all the mockery of the limb. I guess no one knows where it could have gone. My clue was purposely waiting at the pace of my window heart. Collapsing into the big circuit of this perfect land with lamp. I was searching the energy that fuel that rampage and dispute all the tiny little mark under the skin so hard I couldn’t sleep with lots of it, I was fueling to dust.

Let’s go, it’s night

There is a way of doing it. Have to make the last laundry outside, as a bargain. I expected to get out of that city tonight, I am almost gone. It is not that I will miss something, maybe a few things but who can know. I guess I cannot win anyone here. Let’s do that or seeing from others. I am ready for that amazing night. I go where people actually lose themselves first. I never know. I am officially outside, bah, never mind it was that for 2 years with them. I guess it won’t be any different. Oh! It’s a bit cold for the one-night beginning. I get where now, I guess it will be one way or another when we look at it, I do wonder what I miss exactly. I look that place, I will never be again, it’s empty as the rest. As nothing would have helped me. Maybe I would have to lie. Nobody. Walking is the only reason I am not cynical, that should be, nothing will stand so much. I like the night, I will live on it.

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