15 Aralık 2011 Perşembe

Channel Outdoor

Some spices that I smell,
Some pictures nose around
Capturing the image my brain
How can I get rid of that sound away

Calling the foregone out with a cry
The instruments for meal are alone
The magic channel is off
Yet the wig and the glasses are ready to be taken...

The swapping outside near to that
The human's soul is apt to the end
Parts of the puzzle behind
The human is really hard...

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