Je m'y habitue.

by SoUrNameIsTia   May 14, 2008


Ces peices trs petits,
sont difficiles de ramasser,
dispers ici et lÃ? ,
mon coeur est l' tage.

D chiquet,
un million de fois,
semble comme il n'y a rien,
mais il y a,
plus pour se casser.

Je pourrais juste y permettre d'arriver,
vous voyez,
je m'y habitue,
assoyez-vous d'au c�´t,
et montre.

Une autre priode est en marche,
la poussire magique faisant mes chirures,
sa formation d'une chose de jour,
je m'y habitue.

--All Poems by Tia E
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  • 16 years ago

    by SoUrNameIsTia

    I have the english version up 2, its Im Getting Used To It (english version)

  • 16 years ago

    by pookiengurgi

    Emo child-this language is French. It's a very good poem-loved it. Such a beautiful language.

  • 16 years ago

    by Love vs Fate

    Aww...what language is this?
    It's cute. 5/5 even though I wasn't sure what was going on but I still would like the english version because I know you are a good poet.