For is it now, or is it then?
Where do I start, where do I begin...
Song of a drunk poet
By Ziad Dib Jreige...
* * *
shyness left, replaced...
Some people will only like you
If you fit comfortably...
When you are sad,
No one sees your...
Even when things are looking bad,
The small pleasures remain...
...
If I were to drive a car
with a look of silent fear...
...
This hurts, that hurts
I can't, I won't...
Drowsy Autumn guests (string syntuit...
Advantage of age
your gray hairs do not show up...