LATE SUNSET

The lock sound the ground hit by shoes of ms Emma in the Hugh house she used to work here as a maid she is strict but delicate sharp but only as your smart sister.

She give the cat milk and rise an eyebrow when she didn't drink it she went after to the upstairs where Albert lay on ground .

"Good-morning albert you might find a prep breakfast so fine"

I smiled i saw here in my mind i imagined her going to the yard or any place as she is the only one who capable to walk in rain here everyone is afraid of getting wet.

The ticking the ticking fairy good fairy where are you.

I was boiling my mind with questions is it the heat or the nature of my days shall i change anything right now.

Though my try to kill myself loosened by ms Emma.

This type of Korean poetry that have Japanese power on me that i hate how forcible is it just nothing but a foolish thing.

Its like you put generously your heart or your food but others just want to eat you want more you want to hear them talking and eating is just a simple of thinking wild and not getting wild.

If you now start my life I'm a teacher again.

I used to teach English literary i went to many schools and I'm yes in great mentality.

I was thinking in my parents death holding a marker and notebook

Spot of light

Why killers kill.

Numbers cards sticks those for laughs only gags

But my mind telling me its because they need to erase a memories or omens.

Why?

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Albert was in the roof thinking of cheese and pickles he was so drunk as used to be.

Numbers of the stars numbers of the cities all great no lights no life.

As he gaze to the ground that hold him he thought he can fly or float but never in ground that was ti give your destiny sometime one ir two from your luck or all of it.

Lawrence was boxing his ideas and wishing for a

He looked down

text.

Is that safe?

Xo

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