The day after cocaine
The mystery of shame
Expressing with a broken face
cracked from the nose
Hear the chorus go flat
No chance of rewind
It happened in the attic
The event of following lines
Sniffling after snorting
Snorting before sniffling
Somewhere in Central America
I made a cartel
happy
How nice that words in my throat I still learn I'd like to learn by yours
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
............always think of the consequences (the end result) , the outcome, how will this choice make me feel tomorrow.... before doing anything....