Walking On The Clouds (4th March 2006) Comments

collapse and fall, the tears rolling down my hot, red checks. Make it rain! Plunge the Earth with thunder! It still isn’t spring! Like the way day won’t turn into night. the bittter quackness, made of imageries made me to write like this The snow white words and deep verse of art of love of life and a pervade of madness...fingers are pink...real fuuny images it rain! Plunge the Earth with thunder! It still isn’t spring! Like the way day won’t turn into night. the bittter quackness, made of imageries made me to write like this I collapse and fall, the tears rolling down my hot, red checks. Make it rain! Plunge the Earth with thunder! It still isn’t spring! Like the way day won’t turn into night. the bittter quackness (I feel it while reading) , imageries made me to write like this