Life inspires me gloomy solo,
lamento a long lost saxo ...
Life expires me parrot fashions ,
parolies ,clockwise depressions ...
Mother I'm not your king,
father I'm hidden thing ...
Broken desires of birds,
sterile beauty of birth...
life expresses me tailor made fool,
I don't respect rhythm and rule...
Comments2
Brilliant!
We are all bright and brilliant to the eyes of our feelings !
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