Relax
I'm lying on the groundWith a sweet chirping sound
I forget what makes me sad
Or what makes me mad
Letting the wind hit my face
I maintain with the Earths pace
I like to hear the sounds of airplanes soar
And do this every day forever more
Relax
I'm lying on the groundalb29oclfl commented on Relax
03-10-2010
realitykat commented on Relax
03-09-2010
03-07-2010
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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The moon | 3 | 03/10/2010 |
Me | 1 | 03/10/2010 |
Snow | 2 | 03/10/2010 |
I love you | 1 | 03/10/2010 |
Grandma Hazel | 1 | 03/06/2010 |
Relax | 3 | 03/06/2010 |
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