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The Magical Dream
I see a big unicorn. His horn is very big. I give him some food. He gives me a lick. I also see some trees. Whose berries are very great. But I also see some shadows. Which I actually hate.
What To Do If Your Alone...
If you're alone and lonely. Then you should not worry. 'Cause, i know what to do. Without spending money for the zoo.
Music And Life In Confusing
Walking alone, down the streets Don’t know what to do, perhaps make some beats. So I run to my house, and grab my guitar. Play some chords, and then a music bar
a little rhyme game. It's colourfull and bright. and bouncy, small and light.
The Children Of My Class
My class has got 20 students included me. And all of them are every day to see. Cause all those 20 got their things. But we are connected like coloured rings.
School is boring in different ways. school can be edicting, among the days. most of them are sad, filled with pain. But after while we also gain.
Teachers are smart, smarter than us. Why do we learn, that is because: learning is important, and educative as well. Teachers are smarter than a computer form Dell
Life Is A Game.
The game starts up, a baby is born. Experience rises, the adventure begins. Your skills get better, you go to school. School goes to slow, so you take a job.
Whispering is meant to be. So others can't hear. Unconsious about what you say. Can't see through your mind with X-ray.
When Rock And Acoustic Come Along
Rock will always be hisself. Will never touch wood. Plastic is his thing. Plugged or unplugged, but never nice and slow.
Colours Of The Wind
sometimes we say: love is warmth... and: cold as the wind. why?
I Can'T Imagine Something
I'm thinking.... I can see.... A white paper. Just a white paper.
Paralyzed In Dreams
I can’t move. I can’t jump. I can’t think of anything I want. I can’t see my family.
The Devil Has Chosen Me...
Devils are everywhere They dig in your mind. But they're invisible, And not able to bind.
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The Magical Dream
I see a big unicorn. His horn is very big.
I give him some food. He gives me a lick.
I also see some trees. Whose berries are very great.
But I also see some shadows. Which I actually hate.
So I take my magic wand. And cast a long spell.
'Adarius Bellodidus! Go back to the damn hell! '
I probably cast the wrong spell. Cause my world is gone.
Im lying in my bed. And see the morningsun.
After my schoolday. I crash down in my bed.'
I'm crying, crying, crying. Because i'm very sad.
I want to go back. To my unicorn.
Eat all the berries. And throw the ...