that sure feels good

this place is nice

i love your shapes

i hate your lies

you do look great

in high heels shoes

your nasty friend

gives me the blues

i think i´ll stay

away from you

and stick to those

who will be true

i hope there´s still

a few of those

i´ll cry alone

that´s how it goes

i hate your life

it´s meaningless

you hate my thoughts

´cause they´re a mess

you envy my

intelligence

but not my lack

of common sense

LARZ GUSTAFSSON, April 11, 2009