The spell lost it’s force in the early morning
and the light went out in the afternoon
Cause the sun turned grey and the foggy glow from the moon wasn’t enough to make my day seem mint
So I put a spike into my vain
and fell asleep in the wet grass
and realised that the summer was far away
when i woke up and felt the heroin like a violent rush in my brain
Janjohan, 15/10 -04 kl 13:57
På ängälska. Dä blijr aldrij bra.
Awe, 15/10 -04 kl 16:38
ängälska äger fett, fortsätt skriva massor med mustiga högar av poesi.
Janjohan, 15/10 -04 kl 17:48
Nott!
MrJones, 18/10 -04 kl 10:12
Nu bryter jag min asfaltregel nr 1 (att kommentera min egen dikt) men nåväl: engelska=rommantik!
MrJones, 18/10 -04 kl 10:14
Romantik med ett m ska det givetivis vara..