Saturday, July 20, 2013

You can't be a fool, and me no either... if time lingers...

Come September
When like joie spends time
Like waves ,
How can
You be
A fool...
And
me
Too?

If time lingers
Deep deep in fingers
Why so you
Be a fool
And me
The same?

If joys are bursting everywhere
By Him so kindly blessed
Why not we choose
All euthanasia?
Anastasia?

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