niedziela, 12 czerwca 2011

Oh my dreamt through

I had to go to the funeral today.
I cried.
But I was happy, too, that he is free now and propably went rock climbing somewhere There.


 I had to go for a party today.
I didn't cry.
But I wasn't happy. Well, I didn't have anybody to dance with / for.


It was a hard day with lone dancing, saying goodbye, carrying heavy books and flowers, having two cigarettes, being charmed by beautiful women singing poetry, looking through the real kaleidoscope...



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