I can't decide
where every drop of rain goes
I can't modify destiny
I can't modify if tomorrow snows
I'm just a human being you know
And I can't always have control.
I close my eyes to see what i haven't seen
I close my eyes to go deeper into my dreams
I move off intuition
Humans create demolition
No one believes in superstition,
but believe in yourself,
accomplish your mission.
The equinox of outer worlds
are in your mind.
Don't loose yourself,
it's quite hard to find.
Paper masks, and grey walls.
Open new ideas and make sure not to fall
out of your brain and loud,
where blind mole craw.
Pink phones
Pink stones
Homeless homes
Friendly unknown
Carbonized bone
Carbonized alone
Traffic orange cone
Traffic orange bomb
Somethings remains on their own
Somethings are far away gone.
WELCOME!
Sorry but I couldn't rearrange my posts, but I would appreciate when you read the posts with a pt., that you read them in order (ex. 1, 2, 3...)
Thanks a lot for surfing in this net, and enjoy.
Thanks a lot for surfing in this net, and enjoy.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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