she looked at me

She looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes
Her tears dropping from my devil skies
I saw her lips trembling and trying to say something
Something wich I couldn´t understand anything

She just looked at me
and asked, “Why are you doing this to me?”
But I had no response
To be the man that she wanted to not dispose.

Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.

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36 comments

      1. Am I getting paid? cause I´m a bit too short of money for this month to say the least.
        Although I got an idea, just put this picture of me on your blog and I get money from it

      2. I don’t know man. I don’t really know anyone in the movie making business. Check back with me in a few years, hopefully I’m in the industry then.

      1. For crying out loud, i have been running with the bulls since a kid, actually i have a good report with them, one is called Johnny…..but I think he is Italian American dude from the Mafia, but he is cool…even with horns

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