July, August

July, between the two points, then into a line



Trance, long July, witty and slides



Used in the corridors, pointing to MAC Cosmetics distant place that does not



The mouth is not far away



The limits of tens of thousands of light years away



Narrow, and that cloud of color



Akira God whom I long, long time



Hear the familiar names that



Still think the same name who and what I



Turned his head, only to find that some people face changed



Sun or very toxic



But I do not want to complain about the weather



Even if Khan had been flow, flow, flow



Rub, rub, rub



Because of his drug



Will be drying out mac foundation lot of memories, unpleasant



Audition left, the essence of



Evaporated moisture, nutrients, talent, but points



With the days in between



Arise, and ascension. .



Was visible



When can we trace



Never reproduce, Huifeiyanmie



This is steaming summer night air -



Intolerable, we soak in the hot air regiment invisible



Tossing and turning, pain sleeping



Suye deep sigh, why



Our body does not immediately melt



The next day, into a pool of bloody water



Then, like the basin of mac mascara small eddies disappear as quickly



Only, dense flow of gas



Do not break open the turbid



Waiting for an air-conditioning



To the shaping, the prototype



Trash in the watermelon rind



Rotten smell, worried



The hum of flies



Occasional warm wind blowing through the streets



Accelerate the people's sleep, boredom



The old man used to sell fruit



Washed their



Late to shut the shop



Are all looking forward to the weather cool down



Really



August



Weather is getting cooler, mac false eyelashes still very impetuous



Mottled from the TV in the summer, is still very far away



August is the holiday



July broke the line pull



Life becomes irregular



Arbitrary



Can sleep in red eyelids



To keep day and night 'fast men'



Oh, not the drama



Know since when



Drama, has not any appeal to me



I do not know the plot is boring



Still hated the play's hero and heroine



Also, there are



Weather can be a good



Buy a guitar



Favorite cut nails, shells, bombs, shells



Even if, fingers have been pop-up blood



Once, the strings broke



How then again, how even in, MAC Cosmetics Outlet sound is not on



Jay did not like that kind, buy a guitar



Nor the most expensive guitar handsome species



So hide it well



Sometimes, it will not help come to the basketball court



I do not know that the animal in nature



Old boys like to watch play



One day



I asked the x, you know why I like to watch What court



She knew, and I think that the court



X said that perhaps



Where your memories



And his memories of you



Not wrong



However, time is running out, not much



It must be dragged me into the heartless from the stadium, the sun is far, far away from the place



There is no proof, no empty



Dream, will be grounded, stranded



Open the windows, the wind screaming my world



About face



He likened it to hell



It can kill the passion, destruction of people's feelings.



Terrorist?



Is the devil?



Afraid of?



No, no, no



No longer valid



That long year, like the Rhine



But are short of the River



Sacrifice is to give temporary



Get, is always adhered to



Only suspended, not abandoned.



An unequal trading



I am willing to sign. .



Have no fear



In order to more long-lasting



Look, not like bobbi brown brushes chameleon-like absence



With soil, water, glue,



Own construction of a castle



I



Upon completion, the sun's shadow will be adhered to in the above



Gradually spread out into a piece of art slack off



Domingo off, more lax



Know.



Just me



You many, many of you



I understand, the same



I will tell you, tell yourself



The dark night, looking for their own light



Allows us to quickly find

The Rain Crane

Don't, The Flower Pink Roses

Really Want To Go Back In Time

Once The Happiness

Finally A Love Letter

Boys, Please Treasure That Fall After Your Girl