i could keep writting about this day, like no other, and then i stop.. i can't visualize myself then, there.
& then i stop again, getting off the road.
I want you sing along with me ...this complicity that you can't stop talking about, show it to me, light ME, and then i will taste your lovely skin for later smoke some funny cigarette.
i lose myself in thoughts and some emotions, some of them stupid.
Spred the love i think, the hate, the consequence.
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