Going to see Guns N Roses in May. Obviously, Slash won't be there, but still. Rock history.
Bigger than the sun
Boiling with your arrogance
But you leave me cold.
Summer memories,
Sprouting in the scent of spring -
Bring with them the weeds.
The sick room is small
Far from the world's call,
So that it is my life.
All my feelings are crushed,
Rash and rushed,
Into its sphere.
Next contender please.
Pawns upon your wider board -
I will not play games.
I think everyone's reality is different - its a great thing. There is no set reality.
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