Thursday, June 17, 2010

My black jacket ipod

The moment I switch you on, you sing your song and you know what to do.

You make me smile sometimes and I have tears in my eyes.
You make me cry sometimes and I have tissues in my nostrils.
You make me sleep sometimes and I have my thumb in my mouth.
You make me high sometimes and I have bruises all over my body.
It makes me upset when I have to reset your mind.
You can just tell me when you have to wait.
Everytime I try to make a silly little song, you play with my soft ears and ask them to perform well.
There is never be a time we have to say goodbye because I love you.

Life could be so dull without my black jacket ipod.
But life could be more colorful with more space in my black jacket ipod.

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