ti ho accarezzato in silenzio, quando il mare ti voleva uscire dallo stomaco. e già dormivi nel freddo che senti solo tu. è stato come strappare dalla neve un fiore colorato. che mentre trema sembra aver bagnato con il suo colore il ghiaccio soppresso. mi sono cambiato i vestiti e le rivoluzioni finivano comunque nel sudore freddo dell' impossibilità . non avevano il mio nome proprio perché ho aspettato le nuove pulizie per le cose in più da dire. ma non ho dimenticato dove piangi, anche se rimane invisibile. mi dai un nuovo ritmo vergine nel silenzio dei tre colori del sole. tutti the days end chocolate. would like to see you never stop. would like their color without the price of a motivation. your photo as a child moves in just a few songs drawn. a day with this same song, the temptation to burn some sort of permeability. to spend time with the red. to help you say something true to breathe without eyes. desert that go hand in hand. everything is made a part of the house. I dress. and I opened too many departures that refer back. everything you hear on waiting waiver to be an excuse. Why buy statues every day without thinking about the questionable benefit. Flowers have always spoken of being tired desirable just on principle. so I turned off all kinds of wax. I sent precious silence and indivisible to new islands unforgivable. waivers passive, leaving no decision, they defeated all the research. I gave you the name does not match your real. sometimes mistaken as a game, without warning. I put points before and after to make sure you go home. but alone. I understand that lives away for each day that is a new year. to decide where to sleep with a different weight. you have mixed all kinds of bread with biology. remaining careful not to burn anything. ferivi and already by the time you spend alone. venereal possibility that bloom in without diagnose no appeal. an instrumental landscape has seen your sleep invincible. You never know how I could lose. "I would like to come and wear the best dress before you grow." how to get new music space by moving in the dark. muscles in the way of will . Diamonds with strong lines that pierce the waves, show us the scraps in the sand and then fly off into the snow. all your luggage choices that do not divide more heat in two seasons. that advances the post and is waiting for us just because the system naively impassive you choose the shade wider. to decide on good knives in the house. and will color first when you dress again. "We are all dead and does not save us anything more, than that lies ahead. not just the will or the apparent ability to decide. "'s songs still full of batons and iron sauce. spits against the wall forming the clouds. only there could escape. and you were not afraid of falling back into a nation captured by a thought. the truth that continues to lose honor in us. the "after" result in "too late." necessary "maybe" unstitched by the sentences. the only things you remember not Essert sorry. seemed almost real , from what I have said. constitutional the camps. "You're fine in your sleep. inside a room that looks like a glacier. that is new and still. and everything about you, even more subtle. "and continue to clean everything to make us feel better. continue to take the best, put us in again anchors. hot stone like your kisses are full of hate. sentences of formaldehyde. Promar instincts already proven wrong. the theorem of 'self-perpetuating lifts us up but not for long, and badly. scarred the problem of happiness. Sugar is cheap. the only roads are all downhill. did not want to go home and wanted to know how it feels to be a fakir. the normal monsters are praying for us. anemia who calls us to number. viable peace. "The world full of victims." we will return again in distant cemeteries atmosphere full of doubts. the indifference of the road under your house, full of dreams burned, as containers across. screaming for a tako - tsubo best for breakfast, because it's never enough. seemed true, as you tell me. really.
