It's a death row pardon two minutes too late





Mr. Play-it-safe was afraid to fly.
He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye.
He waited his whole damn life to take that flight,
and as the plane chrashed down he thought
"Well, isn't this nice"

Jag har kommit på vad som gett mig huvudverk, så jag ber om ursäkt i förtid.


It's like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife


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Postat av: Alice

Nice dikt

2012-04-08 @ 18:57:20
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Postat av: Alice

Sv: Fortfarande vacker:)

2012-04-08 @ 23:00:13
URL: http://a-tale-of-truth.blogspot.com

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