måndag 11 oktober 2010

Mindless.

When you´re out of your mind.
And I´m out of mine.
I´ll meet you where the snow falls.

Just a clown in disguise.
Is what you realise.
When dust and sandpaper dissolves.

And if you polisch.
The suface.
You´ll find.

Only what the snow.
Do not recall.

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