Het is geen gedicht of wat dan ook en 'kzou nie weten hoe ik het zou kunnen noemen...soms schiet er zo iets binnen en dat is van deze keer gekomen....zou graag jullie mening horen, en eh er zitten wel wat fouten in
woke up this morning...already I was thinking about you...just passing back my dream threw my mind, just realising my dream was already reality...everyday going down to do the same...smoking my smoke, think about how life is just passing me by, listen to my stuff makes me have another look of life,of you, of me...as I let myself fall in the couch, stretching all the muscles in my body so I could be in extasy for about two seconds, almost better than an orgasm... put my thing back in the bathroom while I'm taking my shower, my fingers are exploring every single part of my body...enjoying the waterdrops falling on my skin, as the music sounds like a serenade in my ears...it's a moment of mine every single morning!My trip to my destination is like a daydream with a summerbreeze playing with my hair..ignoring everything around me, the road is automatic for me. Taking back my breathe going straight ahead to meet you again, ignoring me,giving attention to me so then to kiss me till we meet back in that othter dimension who is so fake...Not putting on my mask, I come as I am, just come as you are! surrounded by negative energies who you let yourself influenced by...such a shame...everyday is like hide & seek, wish these times were over. finally we meet for the last time away from that other world..just realising when I look at you that...today, I screwed up again...as always.Now is the time I won't let you go you're mine as I'm yours, wish you could see that...nevermind...you kiss me goodbye, so sweet, wish that time didn't existed...The road back home is killing me, my mind just crashes down just losing control, thinking about what I've should have done, what I could done...too late...just have to wait again to meet you again...What was I thinking?!I'm just a dreamer
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