Eyes laying down in clouds
I thumbed through - their trace:
bye.
head in sky.
live in lie.
no,
soul can't like.
Said sorry
About this dirty
You with me cant?
Deception without them
Shits.
One shot can help.
Can't help.
I'm a tired.
I will tired more
Then.
They opened the answer:
hi.
Clouds up.
but yesterday I die
Inside
To out
Our life
Our love.
Fail drive
Fail hope
But is not drop.
Is not My reality.
When you no have hope.
But I am Good and God.
сентябрь 2016