segunda-feira, dezembro 18, 2017

love is a good morning
yet there is nothing good about mornings
and in the evening
it is something like beer with possible waking-ups at midday
so, baby, let me cry a huge ocean
cause I don't like mornings
(you can greet me, but it won't work)
and today I don't have any coffee in the kitchen
and I go to sleep missing the taste of summer beer.

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