Wednesday, January 14, 2009

TWEAKER

The simply smell of it remind them of fresh bagels and good old days.
Waking up late in the sunday mornings.
How did everything turned so black?
There is no point in taking words back.
What is done is done.
Along with the people that has gone.
It makes them tweak and turn.
On this road there is a lot to learn.
At last but not least.
They try to put their minds at ease.




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