Vendredi 28 août 2009
5
28
/08
/2009
00:25
Thus I just bottled up my feelings,
tried to get back to the trimmings;
all should have ended by that time,
but I guess I already missed the rhyme.
I'm still in love with a faerie tale,
all hooded in blue and pastel,
sweet nice little melody,
melting amacrine exody.
God am I doomed.
Par Pattes
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Publié dans : (Ipse)Metatextualité
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