Baseless Pleasure On the street of my thinkings, ln my eyes and in their blinkings, A face wanders every time until I'm awake, The same moves I see after every retake. Years have gone, but the things never changed, My emotions are tied with and also hanged, I tried not and absolutely never to get rid of these, Don't ask me more, O' my dear please! These things bring me happiness out of this selfish and hateful world, I know that my pleasure is baseless, but still free of prospective insults. Remaining with your memories is more soothing than whatever they think, With them I can spend the whole chilly night without a cosy mink. #mycondition #life Baseless Pleasure On the street of my thinkings, ln my eyes and in their blinkings, A face wanders every time until I'm awake,
