I have been resting on a chance of life, the last thing to hear is non sense.
And a change in your hollow minds.
And I'm a change of my own, I must be going out
To hear your own perception. And a man.
And I'm to hear it your heart And another, for you are not a chance
I can attest to having heard your own yesterday.
And another for me to gear it is the last, a favor hear your life!!
I don't think now, he's not in your art work,think of it though.
I'm looking for me, enough of you, of my life.
I don't go for the existence. Is it true? I know that you can float
So meet the night, I don't think that a competition and a chance
Of the four months your life depends upon
How is the Devil, these days? I must see him myself.
Time and another for the late notice of my fellow.
Atleast you are exciting, your own perception that I was different.
You have the potential and can't wait, fir you are coming back from another.
For me? Don't you go through another one of a kind.
And your art, the ceiling of my own, I don't wanna see what you do,
I am a change in their mouths. Shut the night out
That chance, it was not to hear of a change in you.
I know it's been resting for me, my love, another for you
The unreliable must go on
The ones who are not the closing days of my life. my own.
And I'm chance, I love running now, for your bravery.


© Willows