lunes, 5 de abril de 2010

Me

I was born on my favourite day / I have my mother’s nose and my father’s skin / My eyes are brown and they used to seem to dance / I nibble at the skin around my nails / I smoke on a regular basis / and even more when I’m upset / I don’t know as much as I would like to know, but it’s enough to get by / I used to love Christmas / someday I might give up smoking / and nibbling at the skin around my nails / I may never like Christmas again / but someday perhaps my eyes will seem to dance again

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