pirmdiena, 2011. gada 20. jūnijs


The time filled like ashtrays.

Somebody sent me here. Somebody sends me away.
Somebody moves over me like frost.

Bright bright moon reflected on my dry lips,
No, stop it, close the blinds, please.

Every single force came from my heart so fully,
but there is no action to express heartbreak.

I am here, I always will be.