My nycthemerons start when night comes
When you come to me
Night is celebration of colors
My senses fulfill
All ends by the morning
When you get up and drop me to the dark
Days are black time
I could cut them from between
At the nights I can´t sleep
I don´t want to lose a single moment
Of the time I´m alive
"Days are black time
ReplyDeleteI could cut them from between"
wow :O
Great, once again :P
<3 thanx
ReplyDeleteAgree with FR. I know also just the feeling of never wanting to sleep, not wanting to miss out on something... some of the moments that life can give you. I am melancholic in heart but life is too beautifully sad not to appreciate it :) I like this one a LOT. The title makes everything :) !
ReplyDeleteI´m really proud of that title ;)aw thanks <3 I think it´s waste of time to sleep so many hours :D I´d do so many things, there´s not enough of hours in a day to go to school and then enjoy your life.
ReplyDeleteThere is not enough hours in a day to do anything xD That's why I always go to bed at 4 AM and it doesn't even help! haha :D
ReplyDelete:D and when you´re old and you´d love to sleep you can´t cos you don´t need to. stupid and funny :D
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