Friday, 20 April 2012

At times of doubt

At times of doubt there is no meaning...

It just dwells itself by thy ceiling and you can spend a decent shelling

but no one cares about a meaning...

A decent shelling but no at all no meaning.

At times of doubt... you start a fire... a doubt-fire or a desire...

So shrimping but not chiming the decent shelling with out a meaning...

But a fire of a liar is full of huge desire...

There is not one to dare to admire...

Not one...

But one with fire. And a desire... and decent count of good amount

of shillings that at streets are found.