As The Nights Pass By.
As the days, and nights pass by, so to does my life.
Friday, April 13, 2012
fly on my wall
the fly: sits on the wall,
listening to all,
the conversations that take place,
seeing the reactions on the face,
nothing is safe from its ear,
so everything you said is known, my dear.
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