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Saturday Morning
Saturday Morning Crows cawing, seagulls are screaming Subway trains are beepng. Life is living Strange noises from afar. The city is awakening The rising sun looks into my room. Bad cheekily! Shameless! Shameless! I feel bad from its light! No sunshine! No! No!! I want to stay in the night! In the night. I don’t want to wake up. No! Never! I want to live in all my dreams. Forever! Forever!! What happened last night? I can not remember Something, I feel the cool sweetness of the cider Oh, no memory, but the laptop knows the history Watch back. I wrote a poem. I can not remember The sweet cider says, read, read. I read and read The lines. Last night. The poem. From my heart Hmm. Oh. Deception of feelings. Disappointment Why can't the dream feel? The dream must be left Yeah. Looking for love. The eternal. Home of love Yeah, the sun is killing me. The poem is cut so far Sleeping. Dream. Day gone. I slept. It is alcohol Late afternoon. Almost evening. Grey the window Down. The day. Dark again. It’s night. Light of life It’s a life. Three o’clock. I can’t stop the poem. My life I am a slave of the time. Help me! Help! To be free! No time. No time in my life. No more cider. Shop. Buy! Alcohol. Alcohol. Can’t delete your life. The wished time Time of happiness. The loved killer. Brings. Personal life Bring, bring. Into my life. Into ours. And together die Hmm. Together. I can’t die from Saturday to Sunday This is a poem. My killer this weekend. The weekend Hoped love, but the emptiness is the ruler. On my time On my time. In my time. At my time. Be, be my kind Be my part, be the driver, the leader, the boss in my life Be the angel, the savior, the muse, the light in my life The sun is radiating, a devil, I don't like this. Just dark It is Sunday afternoon. I am full of alcohol. Life, a dark Just swimming in the past, in the monochrome life But so colorful, I can imagine all the souls, women, mistakes I can’t stop this, I can’t create an end. Hmm, I stop now No alcohol I am going By a bottle Of alcohol Bye Hmm, it is Sunday A beautiful black lady Invited me a few days ago On Wembley High Road To a church. Mormon I didn’t go My mistake I am Sorry
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