If you quit smoking

galdyuer · Wysłany: 26 Mar 2011, 23:0 Temat postu: If you quit smoking

late autumn maple leaves blowing in the window, the sky did not have the slightest bit of starlight, to make this night a bit dark, dark room, buried my figure, alone enjoy the loneliness, the spread of past thoughts again. a pair of blue eye

emerge in my mind, so familiar yet so strange. Why turn you think?

had already lost in the tender memories, will be fixed in their saddest memory of the past, can not get away, can not be controlled. Who made me obsessed with heavy tar cigarettes that taste? Is you! Said to give my life happy people.

how many times hovering in the night wind, the number of times sleep at night, could not help but pick up again, repeated attempts to give up cigarettes, however [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], know the cigarettes when grief is the most intimate confidant, is mind the most sincere listener.

as you quit smoking, sad thought, enveloped himself in a smoky room, between those who walk past in my mind. If you quit smoking, can I be sad abandoned, just as the cigarette burns?

sleepless night, is not only disturbed the dream afraid, more afraid of the memory to reproduce, the only cigarettes companionship, until the life dried up.

walk more than want of time to bring my sorrow, sadness will slowly fade, until it disappears, but also how that goes, hope an ashtray where the cigarette to know I read it again in turn memories Time can not take away melancholy, but take away the flower of my youth.

you deep in the heart of the tender I did not understand [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], you beat me to shift the discourse in mind the hearts of the whole body, you asked me if I hate you, I say no to hate speech, hate prove that I still care about, to deceive you at the same time , I am more deceived themselves.

allow me to continue to deceive go, do not drag me back to reality, I'm afraid! I'm afraid to be really sad emotions in me, a hundred thousand turn back, I wandered several times this and should not? Last cigarette burn in the hands, can no longer pick up tomorrow?

I can not control their own lives, as the enemy of the disturbed mind hard to calm down. Can not have too much contact with the outside world, afraid of losing something will change, will themselves be closed, with only their own closed world [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], constantly wandering. I have, try to forget, but after all, is trying to hide something.

Duwusiren sad pregnant, King and two thin blank. Dream Pillow traces of tears have dried, the dead face of fleeting sigh.

no longer addicted, not fall, quit smoking if you never open your sealed in the black box, when my life dried up, I was willing to be that the black box filled with sadness and joy sink seabed.

just to take it lightly through this life can not be emotional entanglement with the world, human society, no chores, a broken front dream!

2010 年 11 月 03 日

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