Thursday, November 29, 2007

An Acrostic Poem For February

Dreams are wishes

Dreams are kisses desideriiiiiii closed at the end of cuorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ......... I'm not crazy and I have turned into Cinderella, I swear!! Last night was a great cool!! We all a little intensity and the men begin to fit all, we girls get ready ..... Put on your costume and face infarinaaaaaaaaa, here the face turns into that is ...... I put my clothes the youth and how they really are. Ok soundcheck fleeting darkness taking ..... ..... ..... in the music scene (petrified, staring at the infinite as always). We were all at stake, as always ready and time is no more ........ Phil begins his story based on colostrum and a wonderful holiday, all ghiaccinado. Then Mando, Rino, Domi and I projected ...... sounds in pseudomedioevali Eheheheheehhe the time of my Achilles heel comes ......... you do not hear the guitar ..... beeeeeeeeene !!!!! Go to baseeeeee. Clear that I have something wrong, but never mind. Here we touch!! I get ready and fabri
front of the microphone, her seductive and sensual, I and deep snarling Ripa ..... It's up to with his tale, with his deep voice and hot ......... Liesssssssss ............ we are all there to create something wild and visceral (it's a song that you listen to his stomach and genitals, according to me) Ok start and wrong, but I do not care about anything, the thing that effects the voice does not work, but I do not care .... I thought, "Fuck you .... now you're my ... our" and hands in mudra false start .............
Dreams are desires ........ What has always been a dream of teenage (and not) come true.
I must thank the people who were with me on stage and that dream made me live the high life, thanks to those who have heard ...........
WE'RE ALL FUCKING ROCKSTAR SSSSSSSSSSSS

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