Sunday, June 19, 2011

as you dance in the train

i think i have a very weird taste
and they said it is a waste

and the language
and the age

the mumbling
the gambling
the morning greet
the unexpected meet

the water keeps pouring from the shower
the kids keep waving from the tower
and i keep expanding my cover
however

i lost for words
i lost in the woods

how i wish good thing will stay
how i wish forever is real

good dreams dance in the nightmares
reality sucks like the dress i wear

i just missed the train
again

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