" they transmit whose multi-feelings it links it tries to escape ... "

28/04/2012 23:39

 

Enclosed between these four walls, he writes small rhymes, girls you prose, fitting in the infinite lines of his exercise book. He might, to be doing other many things, they were preferred to me to be in the middle of his refuge, the letters. This one is lost every day between books that there transmit whose multi-feelings it links tries to escape, when emptiness is felt before all the significant musicians, he lacks motives, reasons to believe. He tried, and still try to manage to bewitch whose heart of the person more loved, more he loves. It is complicated, the term is almost in the limit. And even so he tries, because one day links dreams to become a poet.