Миднайт Айс...

Ето една моя смехория..:) относно таз вечерните мероприятия...
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Midnight Ice

Greetings Rasta Lions...It's another Winter Night...filled with Vampyre passion and cold love...

Now that my transfer to the "Killer Shift" at school is finished, I&I had to prepare for it as much as I could...I tried to relax myself by taking a typical Night-Walk around my snow fields...The streets where covered by a thick lair of ice...which as strong as it looked had a much fragile nature...
As I walked...and enjoyed the yellowish colour of the street-lamps and falshed back to the times when Hip-Hop had a bigger grip on me...Alas now I&I am going along the path of Rasta and Hip-Hop has no significant place in I&I soul...
As I reached my place of exile, a dark and shady corner near my toom, I&I lighted my typical Night Cigarette...The atmosphere was great, the wind a gentle lover and the cold a cruel mistress...
Because of the cold the cigarette smoke was thicker and more noticeable than normal...The smoke itslef looked like a silver ghost or spirit that was escaping from my lungs...As I finished my cigarette I took the back route to my toom...The ice that was under my feet began to break up and shater...It made sharp angry noises as if souls were beeing broken...It got worse when you step on it...The temperature froze my already cold blood...it was stuck with no motion in my blood vessels...My fingers had a dead purple-like colour in a reaction of the temperature...As I walked back to my sanctuary the Reggae beats which I was listening all day were booming in my head...I also was thinking about the journey to the Winter Palace I called my school...The blistering cold has taken it's toe on me...And I knew it was time to leave the Midnight Ice to break by itself...
Какво мислите?..:)

Ти ли го съчини?

да...

Супърб Бенджи ,харесват ми изразните ти средства ,направил си цял шедьовър от пушенето на една цигара и стъпването върху лед...
така правят истинските гении ,от нищо правят велики творби.. Льо Клезьо пасти да яде

ъмммм, Мерси Ай бродър... неее е чак толкова добро...

Бих казала, че си един талантлив малък вампир!

мерси Профи, много мило...

Така е. Хубаво е, когато човек може сам да си даде оценка.

i consider it as quite good!

мерси...

супер е ,не се коси на разните му там животни

ех, всички сте много мили...
обичам ви...

Rasta Irie Lionz Unite!

хехе, моля! аз казвам само истината!

save your happiness for tomorrow
and today we'll drown in your tears