Friday, February 5, 2010

What If Rayquaza Is Gone In Pokemon Emerald



I never considered the poem too in line with my strings. I'm not crazy, except in rare cases, type a few lines in Baudelaire's language studied in high school.
when I read a poem pulls my head straight, not focused, probably protects the heart from any accelerations. suddenly the other day, however, I stuck my fingers in the "taking" of conscience and a strong shock brought me understand that the poetry I have it inside and it's much more practical to put four lines on white paper. unusual discovery, even a little 'difficult to accept. It is a way to realize that dreams are dreams and they are only special if they become obsessions.
I do not see the usefulness of poetry, if not then you can live in poetry. that's why I do without it and immerse myself in the gestures, words, things everyday.
a crumpled handkerchief on the table, two cigarette butts in an ashtray.
ago 'that poem.

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