mood
The tale about a separation of channels.
I’s as split music from text
And a move or a view from a mood
You will be necessary ditto cut off.
You don’t can smell by eye and hear by nose.
The deferent channel of sense.
They seek the chic not there place.
No care what dressed on
Your move no care else
Care only your chic mood.
I’m keep the knowing out of mine dream
But I have etalon of the thing.
Well jam of cars was long
And he fall out of him trakcar
And go between line cars (for look what there)
Him pants was so dirt in oil that even glossy
Maybe he wipe its hands at pants.
I seen on mirror him walking.
But it are was the etalon of luxury the mood.
keep a feel of chic mood are the thing of mine care.
I’m was know the technic before
But forget
the mood was are stance my chic Thailand cat.
He show it mood for me quarte of century.
separate of channals
a music aren't a word
your mood split from any circumstances
Those women mackeup her face
And meticulously pickup a thing for stile.
It’s aren’t that.
Wars multiply I know
but I won’t watch from it more.
I dunno write waltz im language such I no know.
I dunno how it cuda even in that language such I know.
Well I was sayed sometime for random meeter
About the music of spore really afraid.
He don’t got me. By why he ask.
He don’t hear the tone there.
Thx about he was hear it whole.
A some asshole off my web again.
Well really failure dwell swell
into them plyboard brains.
What I can learn what I can work?
A grab for power hate hands it so that?
But I have the paper dictionary at last
But it so linger the business.
I can write the tile user set.
I don’t can read cuz through word you meat unknown word.
I hear the album spore in forest
when speak with a puntere big mushroom on fat moss.
It afraid music I’m swear.
Well well “tilt a whirl” are enough afraid also sort of energy.
The method with a dictionary are most meticulously.
No need. they ley don’t on the web.
Really? You may be scarred still from the metucylously of texts.
You mat dirt you pants from afraid even.
Thx. It song are just rebuke.
It’s rebuke on fully bulk?
I was speked with mushroom are absolytly sober
Because it are nesessasary afraid me.
Friends never and never don’t use a synthetic stuffs.
Better go to forest in falling.
Falling winter summer and spring.
Falling – I doubt.
Falling leaves so.
Anyway my care now are chic mood
And I have intention keep it mood anyway.
Only the site of poetry open
It’s steep - kgb love verses.
But I most continue cuz
I want hear the terrible means of love them stranges peoples.
Or?
Or no peoples.
I’m master of meticulously translate anyway yet.
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