Tears fill full my eye frame,
watching outside of the big granny old tree,
a 20 years old boy do cry,
on a lovely silent day.
24.4.2011
Sunday
Poem in my mind..
Flashing out all your bad everything,
But the toilet boil that full of dirt thing,
Comes to an end to me.
Your sad,i take away
Your pain,i eat it off
Your happy,i swallow
My all,No one else would.
Pain old man with a sheet cape
Watching a Red ridding hod jumping
the old man cape was shining and smile
cause riding hod take away the red..
