Chaos
Never
laughing and never crying
Never can
give dirty eyes
No kind of
change on their faces
Typical pale
people met me crossing the street corner...
There are
cars in the trafic no strength
Moving hardly
like getting fed up
To show the
reality of the lifeless things
Someone draw
on the air
A huge yellow
sun
And it looks
like an omlette and forgery
There are
cotton candies blowings in the sky
They are fake
and unbelievable
But people believe that
These are real clouds here
Crossing among
the different
And multi
colored, tall and short
And oval and
sguare buildings
Like
construction games
I understand
at last
There s
nothing real in the city except of me...
Santa Clauses summer
vacation
Santa clause
Trully loves
winter
But he has
A seasonable
job
During his
summer vacation
Enjoying with
me
The blue ocean
shore
Laying on the
golden sand
Sipping some
whiskey
Flurting with
the tall girls....
There are his
Santa babies
snow girls
Getting their
paychecks in the night clubs till morning
And santa s
rendeers
Are making
money , too
Serving the
hawaiian vacationers
They all
trully love winter
Even they
have a temporary job spending their vacation
Such as a way
always
Happy new
year!
There is nothing REAL in the city except ME.
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