The signs of invisible’re leading up to the end
The riders for the blind are blind
There’s one wound around and one more inside
Sometimes I hear the voices of deep hidden mind
The steps of wisdom-
I can’t control it
The more I touch it,
The more I want it
I could do better,it would be worse
In my mixed re-arranged universe
Too many circles for one big chain
And every thought could be the main.
08/2006
The steps
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A thought, a feeling
Constrantly wheeling
You get caught in its midst
Blinded by volume and mist.
Sincerely, Mila
Мила Альпер 12.05.2010 04:32 • Заявить о нарушении
Constrantly wheeling
You get caught in its midst
Blinded by volume and mist.
Sincerely, Mila
Мила Альпер 12.05.2010 04:32 • Заявить о нарушении